Imperial Cultivation

This might just be one of the ways to break through, but at least it's a clear path.

This already counts as a huge gain.

"Who said this is an external force?" Li Hongzhao said dissatisfiedly, "This is the Phoenix bloodline."

"Phoenix bloodline..."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Isn't the power of the bloodline borrowing the power of the Phoenix? Isn't the power of the Phoenix your own power?"

His insight into the world is now clearer, and his understanding is also deeper.

Humans and the void are connected, just like the white jade palace on the Baihui acupoint, which is connected to the void.

Ordinary people cannot touch the power within this void and are confined within their bodies.

They can only work within the body, at most absorbing external energy to strengthen themselves.

The more powerful force contained within the void is untouchable.

The power of the bloodline is likely to be some kind of powerful force existing in the void.

The bloodline is the key and path to drawing this power.

The rapid progress of the Phoenix Cry Nine Heavens Art is not due to her diligent practice, but the driving force of this bloodline power.

This is indeed much easier and faster.

The bloodline is compatible, and there are no future troubles.

This can be said to be the top-notch aptitude, it's really important to be born well.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted: "Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. Your Phoenix bloodline must have its drawbacks, right?"

Li Hongzhao squinted at him: "There are no drawbacks."

The drawback of the Phoenix bloodline is that it can only be combined with dragon energy, and ordinary men cannot have intimate contact.

She doesn't care about matters of love between men and women at all, so she doesn't consider it a drawback.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head: "Stubborn, Da Meng is not doing well now, right?"

"Who said it's not doing well?"

"Losing several battles in a row, can't beat Tenth Uncle."

"As far as I know, Prince Ying is seriously ill."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned and looked at her.

"This news must be true."

"Tenth Uncle has a lucky face, nothing will happen."

"Hmph, with his cultivation, if he is seriously ill, will nothing happen?"

"Did you Da Meng do it?"

"We are not that despicable. Anyway, he can't get out of bed. Hmph, this is the result of killing too many people."

"Ridiculous," Chu Zhiyuan shook his head.

If that's the case, didn't those generals who died peacefully kill anyone?

It's not like they are Grandmasters, killing more people doesn't affect their bodies.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Your Da Meng has no chance of winning, it's better to withdraw your troops early."

"If Prince Ying fails, do you want to lead the troops?"

"Da Jing has plenty of generals, there's no need for me to go."

"You can't go. You've already missed the opportunity to train in the army, the opportunity to increase your prestige, the opportunity to make great achievements, and there's no chance to seize the throne," Li Hongzhao said with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan frowned and looked at her.

Li Hongzhao said: "Grandmasters cannot be generals, didn't you know?"

Chu Zhiyuan frowned: "There's such a rule?"

"You really don't know," Li Hongzhao's smile grew even brighter: "If a Grandmaster becomes a general, they will definitely die quickly."

Chu Zhiyuan was skeptical.

He had already quickly speculated in his mind.

The dead release Yin energy, which then pounces on the surrounding Grandmasters?

If that's the case, Grandmasters wouldn't dare to stay in the army.

But the reality is that there are Grandmasters stationed in the army.

Li Hongzhao snorted: "Grandmasters can't start killing, but if the soldiers under them kill people, it's equivalent to the Grandmaster killing them."

Chu Zhiyuan frowned.

Is this the law of cause and effect?

Is Tenth Uncle not improving to Grandmaster also because of this reason?

Li Hongzhao had a gloating look on her face: "If you don't go to the army to make contributions, your merits are not enough, and the Son of Heaven's Sword cannot recognize you as its master."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Same to you, can you go to the army to make contributions?"

Li Hongzhao said: "Hmph, I don't need to enter the army. As long as I can suppress you, it will be a great achievement."

"Suppress me?" Chu Zhiyuan laughed loudly.

Li Hongzhao sneered: "Laugh, laugh, you don't have many chances to laugh!"

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head, slowly stopping his laughter: "Okay, then let's see if you can suppress me. Farewell."

Chu Zhiyuan got up, cupped his fists, turned around and left.

Li Hongzhao glared at his back hatefully, clenching her teeth.

If he really gets good things in the Yunmeng Secret Land, then it will be her fault.

Hopefully, he won't be lucky enough.

When Chu Zhiyuan came out of Lingyun Tower and walked to the west side of Phoenix Avenue, he ran into Huang Shirong, Xu Mengyu, and Wen Qianqian.

They admired and praised him, chatted with Chu Zhiyuan for a few words, and were filled with emotion.

No one thought that he could become a Grandmaster so quickly, they thought he would stabilize and stop at the Grandmaster perfection stage for a year or so.

As a result, he became one so quickly.

After Chu Zhiyuan bid farewell to them and left, he continued to stroll around the city.

He walked to Xuanwu Street and passed by a small alley without stopping.

In the void of his mind, the rising sun suddenly shot out a beam of light, illuminating the Bright Moon Saber.

This is to invest mental power into the saber soul.

The Bright Moon Saber shone brightly and shot out of his mind.

There were several small courtyards in the alley. In one of the courtyards in the middle, a middle-aged couple was busy.

One was cooking in the kitchen, and the other was chopping firewood in the yard.

They looked like an ordinary couple, everywhere, not arousing suspicion.

The two people who were busy with their own things suddenly widened their eyes, and a long saber suddenly appeared in front of them.

The long saber was as bright as a bright moon hanging overhead, slashing straight down, unbelievably fast, and impossible to dodge.

The divine light in their eyes quickly dimmed.

Chu Zhiyuan continued forward without stopping, already circulating the Yin-Yang Calamity Transcending Secret Scripture.

In his eyes, the bodies of this couple floated out of dark Yin energy, drifting towards the void, getting higher and higher.

Faintly drifting towards a jade cauldron shrouded in clouds and mist in the void.

It is the jade cauldron of the Jade Cauldron Sect.

Chu Zhiyuan snorted inwardly.

The Jade Cauldron Sect's iron-headedness is comparable to the Fearless Sect. I have screened them so many times, and they still dare to continue into the inner city.

Now I can prove my speculation. With the help of mental power, the saber soul of the Bright Moon Saber can indeed kill people.

The effect is better than throwing knives and flying swords.

Sudden, Yuan, and extremely fast, the power is also amazing, directly cutting off the source of the spirit, the soul.

That ball of soft light, under the Bright Moon Saber after the combination of mental power and saber soul, was vulnerable and shattered with one slash.

He then thought of Grandmasters.

This move is probably not so easy to deal with Grandmasters.

Grandmasters have visualization diagrams, like my rising sun, like the visualized objects of other Grandmasters.

The visualized object can resist the Bright Moon Saber.

But what if the saber soul of the Bright Moon Saber continues to improve?

If one slash goes down, and the visualized object can also be shattered with one slash, wouldn't the next slash be to shatter the soul?

What if the saber soul's mental power is fused with spiritual power? What would the power be like?

Could it kill a Grandmaster with one slash?

He was eager to try.

In the early morning, Chu Zhiyuan of Qingwang Mansion was sitting on the bed in Tingtao Courtyard, his eyes slightly closed.

Above the bedroom where he was, a rising sun rose, absorbing mental power and purple light, becoming clearer and clearer, as if it were a real rising sun.

"Young Master, it's snowing!" Zou Fang said softly outside.

His voice trembled slightly, barely resisting the huge and vast pressure.

Chu Zhiyuan's thoughts moved slightly.

Zou Fang's pressure disappeared, and he let out a long breath.

Chu Zhiyuan had already trained his mental power to be as skilled and free as he wished, able to control it at will.