Imperial Cultivation

Ma Tianhe entered carrying a box that was about half his height.

After opening it, inside the box were three purplish-gold bones, as if cast from purplish-gold.

They were about a meter long and as thick as a thigh. Judging by their shape, Chu Zhiyuan determined that they were dragon claws, and he could see the joints.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Ma Tianhe: "What kind of dragon is this from?"

Ma Tianhe looked to the left and right.

Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand.

Zou Fang stepped forward and waved her hand, and the serving maids nearby retreated.

Zou Fang personally stepped forward and closed the door.

"It is said to be a flying dragon," Ma Tianhe said softly.

As if afraid of being overheard.

"Thank you, Heir Apparent, for your generosity and magnanimity!" Ma Tianhe solemnly clasped his fist: "Then I will take my leave."

Chu Zhiyuan nodded.

The two exchanged knowing smiles, and Ma Tianhe turned and strode away.

The two sides had essentially coordinated their stories to keep things under wraps.

As for the Town Guard Division, he believed that with Leng Nanfeng's means, there would be no problems.

Chu Zhiyuan got up and walked outside.

Zou Fang hurriedly stepped forward to close the box, lightly lifting it and following behind him, to prevent others from seeing the contents of the box.

When they arrived at Listening to the Waves Courtyard, Zou Fang carefully placed the box in front of the bed.

Chu Zhiyuan couldn't wait: "Open it, open it."

Zou Fang opened the box, took out the huge flying dragon bone, and presented it to Chu Zhiyuan with both hands.

Chu Zhiyuan took it, and it felt as light as paper in his hand.

As soon as his hands touched the flying dragon bone, the xenon-purple Qi in his body surged, and the Dragon Transformation Art began to circulate, directly running the third layer of the Dragon Transformation Art without him even thinking about it.

Chu Zhiyuan allowed it to run, only observing.

The mental cultivation method of the third layer of the Dragon Transformation Art was complex, but with the acceleration of the twenty apertures, the speed was extremely fast. Now, with the addition of the flying dragon bone, the speed increased again, actually reaching ten times the initial speed.

He was slightly disappointed.

It turned out that it was not five times multiplied by five times, but just added together.

The surging xenon-purple Qi moved in his body, rapidly becoming refined, and finally turned into a wisp of light mist that permeated his body, falling on his bones.

He discovered an anomaly.

A strange aura began to pour into his palms, entering the nitrogen-argon purple Qi, rapidly absorbing the xenon-argon purple Qi, causing it to grow stronger, and finally circulating to the end, turning into a thick fog that spread out.

This concentration and quantity were nearly a hundred times that of the original nitrogen-argon purple Qi, increasing the effect by a hundred times.

A strange aura poured into his palms continuously, merging with the xenon-argon purple Qi, transforming into the aura of the third layer to strengthen his bones. This process continued constantly, and his bones underwent drastic changes.

Chu Zhiyuan was amazed.

The bones became denser, harder, and lighter.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly realized that this was transforming towards the bones of a flying dragon.

He suddenly drew out the Qingying Sword and stabbed at the flying dragon bone. With a "ding" sound, the tip of the sword was bounced away, leaving no trace on the flying dragon bone.

Chu Zhiyuan clicked his tongue.

Although the Qingying Sword could not break through the Gang Qi, it was also a precious sword that could cut through iron like mud, but it could not leave a trace.

What kind of precious sword would be needed to kill a flying dragon with such bone hardness?

In the eyes of outsiders, this dragon bone could only be used to soak in medicinal wine, or to temper the body, or to strengthen the bones, so it was about the same price as a Marrow Cleansing Pill.

But in Chu Zhiyuan's eyes, the effect of this dragon bone far exceeded that of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, and even ten or twenty Marrow Cleansing Pills were far inferior to it.

To send three flying dragon bones at once, he was very satisfied with Leng Nanfeng's style of doing things.

The bones were rapidly strengthening, and the flying dragon bone also underwent subtle changes, with its purplish-gold color fading slightly.

This slight change was very subtle but could not escape his supersensitivity.

Chu Zhiyuan immediately understood that if the purplish-gold color on this flying dragon bone faded completely, it would probably be useless, just like the dragon blood stone.

He looked up at the sky.

The sun was already at its zenith.

He instructed Zou Fang that he would be in closed-door cultivation and would not eat lunch, and then continued to cultivate the third layer of the Dragon Transformation Art.

The sun set in the west.

Chu Minghou and Bai Ning霜 paced back and forth in the front hall, their faces anxious.

They occasionally looked up at the sky, watching the evening glow like brocade.

But they were still restless.

It was already time to enter the palace, and the banquet was about to begin, but Chu Zhiyuan was still cultivating.

Chu Yi rested her chin on her hand and sat at a table to the side, lost in thought and not worried.

Just then, footsteps sounded, and Feng Xi came in to report that the eunuch from the palace had arrived to urge them.

Chu Minghou said helplessly, "Please come in."

"Yes."

A moment later, a thin, middle-aged eunuch stepped in lightly with elegant steps, flicked his horsetail whisk, and bowed with clasped fists: "This servant Huang Cheng greets the Prince, Princess Consort, and County Princess."

"Huang Cheng, you're excused, you're excused." Chu Minghou waved his hand: "Why did you come in person?"

Although he rarely left the manor, he recognized Huang Cheng, who was also an old member of the Prince's former residence. He looked only middle-aged, about the same age as him, but he was skilled in maintaining his youth and was already over seventy years old.

Before the manor was sealed, Huang Cheng looked like he does now. Thirty years have passed, and he has hardly changed, possibly due to practicing some miraculous skill.

These eunuchs close to the emperor would have the opportunity to obtain some natural treasures, which would not only increase their cultivation but also have other miraculous effects.

"This servant came in person to see, to avoid any mistakes that would delay important matters. Your Highness, it's time to set off."

"Wait a little longer. Yuan'er is still practicing."

"The Heir Apparent, he..." Huang Cheng glanced.

Bai Ning霜 said, "Otherwise, let's go first and not make Eunuch Huang wait. Yuan'er can go after he finishes cultivating. If he really can't go, there's nothing we can do."

Huang Cheng glanced, looking at her in surprise, and then looked at Chu Minghou.

Chu Minghou nodded helplessly: "That's the only way."

Huang Cheng was the emperor's personal eunuch and could not be treated too lightly. It was indeed inappropriate to have him wait with his family for Yuan'er.

Huang Cheng hurriedly said, "Will the Heir Apparent miss the imperial palace banquet?"

"If he really misses it, there's nothing we can do. He can go next time." Bai Ning霜 didn't care much.

Anyway, now that the Prince's Manor has been unsealed, there will be many future imperial palace banquets. It's not a big deal to miss this one. Moreover, this time it's to welcome the Great Zhen envoy, not a family banquet.

It's just to set off the atmosphere. There's no opportunity to show off, so there's no point in going.

Huang Cheng finally understood that they didn't know that Chu Zhiyuan was going to face the Great Zhen Eagle Prince's Heir Apparent, Cheng Tianfeng.

He laughed inwardly.

This couple was really carefree, not even knowing about this kind of thing.

The Fourth Heir Apparent was working hard to prepare for the battle, and there couldn't be no trace of it.

The Fourth Heir Apparent was also quite deep, hiding this kind of thing from his parents.

Clearly, he didn't want them to worry. This filial piety was truly rare.

No wonder he had been through hardships, he was sensible.

"Eunuch Huang, is there something wrong?" Bai Ning霜 saw that Huang Cheng's expression was not right.

Huang Cheng said embarrassedly, "This time there is the Eagle Prince's Heir Apparent, so the heirs apparent of the various princely manors must also go."

"Heir Apparent accompanying Heir Apparent?" Bai Ning霜 suddenly understood, and then said, "It's not a big deal to miss Yuan'er, right? We haven't participated before."

"It's different now." Huang Cheng smiled: "Don't you want the Heir Apparent to have an audience with the emperor sooner?"

"But Yuan'er is practicing. It's best not to disturb him." Bai Ning霜 said.

She attached great importance to Chu Zhiyuan's cultivation. In her eyes, cultivation was more important than attending this imperial palace banquet. It was just to make up the numbers anyway.

Just like parents in her previous life attached importance to their children's homework, a banquet at home was not as important as the child doing homework.

"This..." Huang Cheng hesitated.

If Chu Zhiyuan didn't go, then only Chu Zhi耀 could go.

It was certain that Chu Zhi耀 was no match for Cheng Tianfeng.

"Middle Envoy Huang." Chu Zhiyuan's voice suddenly rang out, and he entered the front hall slowly, followed by Zou Fang.