Imperial Cultivation

Huang Shirong shook her head and coughed lightly.

Wen Qianqian chuckled, "If you don't understand, just ask. Our comprehension is definitely not as good as the heir."

"Junior Sister! The heir is also very busy," Huang Shirong said. This Junior Sister Wen was too unreserved.

Wen Qianqian said, "Then we'll ask when we have time, okay, Heir?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "If you don't understand, just ask, no problem."

Of course, he didn't dislike Wen Qianqian.

With a charming smile and lively and cute demeanor, she was a delightful companion.

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Even without romantic feelings, such a beauty in front of him was pleasing to the eye. Wen Qianqian smiled and said, "Heir, what kind of swordplay is it?"

"This move is purely a sword of slaughter," Chu Zhiyuan said. "The sword of cultivation is already enough for you, but the sword of slaughter is a bit lacking."

As he spoke, he drew the Qingying Sword and lightly performed a sword move. The three women watched in a daze, feeling that this sword technique was too childish. It was soft and weak, neither fast nor ruthless, so how could it be a sword of slaughter?

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "The killing intent is restrained, hidden and subtle, named the Yin Slaughter Sword Style. The key is the mental cultivation technique."

He told the three women the mental cultivation technique.

The three women all had excellent comprehension, and quickly performed this move, but when combined with the mental cultivation technique, they always made mistakes.

It was as if there was an invisible force preventing the sword technique from coordinating with the mental cultivation technique. This made them extremely awkward.

Chu Zhiyuan carefully guided them, observing their subtle changes and key points, so that he could explain them specifically.

Just by relying on his super-sense, he was a rare and famous teacher in the world.

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

Wen Qianqian said in surprise, "Such a powerful move, is it really that simple?" Her surprise also contained a hint of disappointment—she couldn't take the opportunity to talk to Chu Zhiyuan. She had indeed mastered this move.

Chu Zhiyuan had explained the key points clearly and distinctly. They felt that even if they were stupid, they could learn it.

However, they didn't know that if it weren't for his super-sense to eliminate the obstacles in their cultivation, it would take at least several years of hard work to fully master this move.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "This move seems simple, but the mastery is extremely important. You must practice it several times every day. The deeper the mastery, the stronger the power."

"This move really needs to be practiced well," the three women nodded in agreement.

The more they practiced this move, the more amazing they found its power. It seemed slow, but in fact, it was an illusion.

In reality, the sword speed was extremely fast.

And the deeper the mastery of this sword, the slower it seemed, but the faster the speed became. The stronger the contrast between fast and slow.

The more astonishing the power of slaughter would be.

In the future, when killing people, this sword would be almost enough. Wen Qianqian looked at the sky and reluctantly cupped her fists to say goodbye. Her shift time had arrived, and she couldn't delay any longer.

Huang Shirong and Xu Mengyu also bid farewell and left together. Huang Shirong sighed inwardly.

The heir's actions were truly reciprocal, and he would never let anyone suffer a loss. He would never take advantage of others.

This was probably the reason why the palace master and the elders were becoming more and more close to him.

The next morning, Chu Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes and let out a long whistle. The whistle shook the entire Prince's Mansion.

The servants and guards of the Prince's Mansion all knew that the heir had entered another realm.

Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly. Ninth Heaven.

The progress of the Spirit Transformation Realm had a great impact on the nurturing of sword energy, and the impact on mental power was too great. This Glazed Saber Sutra was actually far beyond the realm of a Grandmaster.

In addition to his excitement, he also had a doubt.

Could the Glazed Saber Sutra be practiced in this world?

The existence of the Glazed Saber Sutra showed that this world was not without martial arts that surpassed the Grandmaster realm.

But it seemed that no experts above the Grandmaster had yet appeared. Was the owner of this saber really above the Grandmaster?

He developed a strong interest in the owner of this saber.

But so far, he had not dared to draw the complete blade, only drawing one-quarter of it.

It was already the limit.

If he drew half of the blade, he would have already fainted.

Such a powerful saber intent, it was estimated that even a Grandmaster would find it difficult to bear? --

"Above Grandmaster..."

Chu Qingfeng pondered and shook his head, "I haven't heard of a realm above Grandmaster yet."

The windows of the Zhi Qiu Hall were illuminated by the bright sunlight. The light inside the hall was soft.

After practicing the Ziyang True Scripture in the Mingwu Hall, Chu Zhiyuan bid farewell to the princes and heirs and came to the Zhi Qiu Hall with Chu Qingfeng.

The two sat on the kang in the Zhi Qiu Hall, drinking tea at a small table.

The Zhi Qiu Hall had been restored to its original state, as if it had never experienced the previous destruction. ..

Chu Zhiyuan frowned and said, "Not even one?"

"No," Chu Qingfeng nodded slowly, "If there were such an expert, who could overwhelm all the Grandmasters, how could I not know?"

"Could it be that they are hiding?"

"Heh heh..." Chu Qingfeng smiled, "A cone in a bag, how can it not stand out?"

Chu Zhiyuan placed the silver-sheathed long saber on the table, "This saber should be a weapon of a realm above Grandmaster. Uncle can try it."

"Hmm—?" Chu Qingfeng looked at the silver-sheathed long saber, "Is it from the White Cloud Sword Palace?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded, "The White Cloud Sword Palace doesn't have a secret place. How can they get a divine weapon from beyond the heavens?"

"The White Cloud Sword Palace doesn't have a secret place, but the Grandmasters of the White Cloud Sword Palace can enter the secret place. It may not be a divine weapon from beyond the heavens."

"This saber should not be a divine weapon from beyond the heavens," Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

The material of this saber was from his world, made of ordinary iron.

Chu Qingfeng picked up the long saber, pressed the scabbard, and was about to draw it when Chu Zhiyuan held him back, "Uncle, be careful, draw it slowly."

Chu Qingfeng smiled, "Don't worry."

He slowly drew the saber, stopping halfway.

Chu Zhiyuan had already retreated to the entrance of the main hall, ready to retreat at any time.

Even standing at the entrance of the hall, he still felt the biting cold, as if he was about to freeze.

A layer of white frost had already formed on his forehead.

The power of Chu Qingfeng's Visualization Chart was also pouring out, making him feel warm all over.

If it weren't for the saber intent, the power of this Visualization Chart, like a purple sun shining on a thousand rivers, would melt him.

But the saber intent and the power of the Purple Sun Visualization Chart neutralized each other, allowing him to stand at the entrance of the hall instead of retreating completely.

Chu Qingfeng was resisting the saber intent in front, and the saber intent that leaked out was still so terrifying.

"..."

Chu Qingfeng forcefully pressed the long saber back.

A layer of white frost covered his body, and his face was pale.

Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief and came to him, looking him up and down. "Uncle, how is it?" "Good saber!" Chu Qingfeng looked at the silver-sheathed long saber and exclaimed. Chu Zhiyuan said, "Is it the power above Grandmaster?"

"... Hard to say," Chu Qingfeng thought for a while and shook his head, "Grandmasters also have levels."

Chu Zhiyuan was surprised, "Is the gap between Grandmasters so big?"

"Did you think that Grandmasters are not divided into ranks?" Chu Qingfeng snorted, "You'll know when you reach Grandmaster."

"Then this..."

"It may be the perfect realm of Grandmaster. I haven't seen such a powerful force... As far as I know, no one has yet cultivated Grandmaster to perfection, or even reached the upper three levels."