Huang Shirong shook her head and coughed lightly.

Wen Qianqian giggled and said, "Just ask if you don't understand. Our understanding is definitely not as good as the prince's."

"Junior Sister! The Crown Prince is also very busy." Huang Shirong said. This Junior Sister Wen is too unreserved.

Wen Qianqian said: "Then let's take some time to ask, okay, Prince?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Just ask if you don't understand, no problem."

Of course he doesn't hate Wen Qianqian.

She has a sweet smile, is lively and cute, and is a flower that interprets words.

Even if there is no personal relationship between a man and a woman, it is pleasing to the eye to have such a beauty in front of her. Wen Qianqian smiled and said, "Your Majesty, what kind of swordsmanship is this?"

"This style is purely a killing sword." Chu Zhiyuan said: "The sword of practice is enough for you, but the sword of killing is still a little bit behind."

As he spoke, he pulled out the Qingying Sword and made a light move. The three women looked at it blankly and thought that this sword technique was too childish. It was weak, neither fast nor cruel, how could it be a killing sword? .

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Controlling the killing intention and concealing it secretly is called the Yin Killing Sword Style. The key is the mental method."

He explained the inner teachings to the three women.

The three women all have good understanding and quickly use this technique, but when they cooperate with their mental methods, things always go wrong.

There seemed to be an invisible force that prevented the coordination of sword skills and mental skills. This made them extremely awkward.

Chu Zhiyuan gave detailed instructions, taking into account their subtle changes and key points, so that he could explain them in a targeted manner.

With his super-sensibility alone, he is a famous teacher that is hard to find in the world.

An hour later, all three women had mastered this Yin Killing Sword Style.

Wen Qianqian said in surprise: "How can such a powerful move be so simple?" There was also a hint of disappointment in her surprise - she couldn't take the opportunity to talk to Chu Zhiyuan. She had indeed mastered this move.

Chu Zhiyuan explained the key points clearly and clearly. They felt that no matter how stupid they were, they could still practice it.

Little did they know that if it weren't for the super senses that eliminated the obstacles to their practice, it would have taken at least several years of hard work to fully master this style.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "This move seems simple, but the heat is very important. You have to practice it several times every day. The deeper the heat, the stronger the power."

"This move really requires practice." The three women nodded in agreement.

The more they practiced the power of this move, the more amazing they felt. It seemed unpleasant, but it was actually an illusion.

In fact, the sword is extremely fast.

The deeper the fire of this sword, the slower it appears and the faster it appears. The stronger the contrast between fast and slow.

The more powerful the killing becomes, the more amazing it will be.

When she wants to kill people in the future, this sword is almost enough. Wen Qianqian looked at the sky, reluctantly clasped her fists and said goodbye. Her duty time has come, and she can no longer delay.

Huang Shirong and Xu Mengyu also said goodbye and left together. Huang Shirong sighed secretly.

The prince is really consistent in his actions, and he will never let others suffer. He will never take advantage of others.

This is probably why the palace master and the elders are getting closer and closer.

Early the next morning, Chu Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long whistle. The whistle shook the entire palace.

The attendants and guards of the palace then all knew that the prince had entered another realm.

Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes, and his divine light shone in the ninth heaven.

He lowered his head and looked at the silver-sheathed sword in front of his knees. Thanks to this sword, he could transform into the spirit realm so quickly.

But even so, the realm of spiritual transformation has not yet been perfected, and his sword intention has still not been completely condensed and perfected.

Even so, the Jian Gang warmed in Tianchi Point has become several times purer.

Entering the Spiritual Transformation Realm has a great impact on Wen Yang Jian Gang, and has a great impact on mental power. This Glazed Sword Sutra is actually far beyond the realm of the Grand Master.

While he was excited, he also had a doubt.

Is it possible to practice the Glazed Sword Sutra in this world?

The existence of the Glazed Sword Sutra shows that there is no martial arts in this world that exceeds the level of a great master.

But it seems that no master above the Grand Master has appeared yet. Is the owner of this sword above the Grand Master?

He became very interested in the owner of this knife.

But so far, I haven't dared to pull out the complete blade, only a quarter.

It's already the limit.

If he pulled out half of the blade, he would have fainted.

It would be difficult for the Grand Master to bear such a powerful sword intention, right? --

"Beyond the Grand Master..."

Chu Qingfeng pondered and shook his head: "I have never heard of anyone who is above the level of a great master."

The windows of Zhiqiu Hall are illuminated by bright sunlight. The light inside the hall is soft.

Chu Zhiyuan finished practicing the Ziyang Sutra in the Mingwu Hall, said goodbye to the princes and the crown prince, and followed Chu Qingfeng to the Zhiqiu Hall.

The two sat on the Kang in Zhiqiu Hall and drank tea facing a small table.

Zhiqiu Palace has been restored as new, as if it had never experienced the last destruction...

Chu Zhiyuan frowned and said, "Not one?"

"No." Chu Qingfeng nodded slowly: "If there is a master of this level who can overpower all the great masters, how could I not know?"

"Maybe it can't be hidden?"

"Haha..." Chu Qingfeng laughed: "How can you not show up if you have a lot of money in your pocket?"

Chu Zhiyuan put the long silver-sheathed sword on the table: "This sword should be a weapon above the level of a grand master. My uncle can give it a try."

"Hmm——?" Chu Qingfeng looked at the silver sheath sword: "Did you get it from Baiyun Sword Palace?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "There is no secret place in Baiyun Sword Palace, so there is no way to get the divine weapons from the heavens, right?"

"There is no secret place in Baiyun Sword Palace, but if the great master of Baiyun Sword Palace can enter the secret place, he may not be a divine weapon from heaven."

"This sword should not be a divine weapon from heaven." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

The material of this blade comes from my own world, and is made of ordinary iron.

Chu Qingfeng picked up the long sword, put it on the scabbard, and was about to pull it out when Chu Zhiyuan held him down: "Uncle, be careful and pull it out slowly."

Chu Qingfeng laughed: "Don't worry."

He slowly drew out the knife and stopped halfway.

Chu Zhiyuan had retreated to the entrance of the hall and was about to exit at any time.

Even when he was standing at the entrance of the main hall, he still felt that the cold was so intense that he could freeze himself to death at any moment.

There is already a layer of white frost on my forehead.

The power of Chu Qingfeng's visualization was also pouring out, making his whole body feel warm.

If it weren't for the intention of the sword, the power of this visualization is like a purple sun shining on thousands of rivers, roasting and melting oneself.

But the sword's intention and the power of Ziyang's visualization were neutralized, allowing him to stand at the entrance of the hall instead of exiting completely.

Chu Qingfeng resisted the sword intent in front, but the revealed sword intent was still so terrifying.

"..."

Chu Qingfeng pressed back the long knife hard.

There was a layer of hoarfrost all over his body, and his face turned pale.

Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and came to him and looked at him. "Uncle, how are you?" "What a knife!" Chu Qingfeng looked at the silver-sheathed long sword and said with emotion. Chu Zhiyuan said: "This is the great master's sword." The power on it, right?"

"...It's hard to say." Chu Qingfeng thought for a while, shook his head and said, "There are great masters who are better than me."

Chu Zhiyuan was surprised: "Is the gap between great masters so big?"

"Do you think there are no ranks among Grand Masters?" Chu Qingfeng snorted, "You will know when you reach Grand Master."

"Then this..."
Chapter completed!