God of martial arts

　　Jin'er picked up a towel, walked behind her, and gently wiped it for Zhao Xuan.

　　"Jin'er, how long have you been here?" Zhao Xuan asked casually.

　　"Your Highness, have you forgotten that I just came here tonight?"

　　"tonight?"

　　"That's right, Cai'er was serving you before, but she left suddenly in the afternoon, and Jin'er came over at night."

　　"Suddenly?" Zhao Xuan frowned slightly.

　　Jin'er nodded, hesitated for a while, and whispered in Zhao Xuan's ear: "Your Highness, I heard that he was poisoned and died."

　　Zhao Xuan's face turned cold in an instant. Cai'er must have been accidentally poisoned to death. It seems that the people around the prince are not doing well!

　　"Jin'er, how long have you been in the palace?" Zhao Xuan asked again.

　　"Returning to Your Highness, Jin'er has only been in the palace for less than a month. I have been studying before, and I just came to wait on Your Highness tonight. If there is anything wrong, I hope His Highness will forgive you, Jin'er..." Jin'er said here, saying I can't go down.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled lightly: "Why, homesick? If you miss home, I'll send someone to take you back!"

　　"Jin'er has no home, let the Mongols kill her. Huh..."

　　As Jin'er said that, she started to cry, after all, she was a little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old, thinking of her parents being killed, she was naturally unbearably sad.

　　Zhao Xuan sighed, turned around, and hugged Jin'er in his arms: "Cry, it will be better if you cry. Mongolian, I will help you kill it!"

　　Hearing this, Jin'er cried even more.

　　After a long time, Jin'er came to her senses, and quickly knelt down: "Your Highness, Jin'er deserves to die, but... actually offended His Highness, Jin'er deserves to die!"

　　Zhao Xuan stretched out his hand to pull Jin'er up, and said with a smile: "From now on, Jin'er is not allowed to say that she is immortal with me. My family is gone, so treat me as your family!"

　　"Thank you Your Highness, Jin'er dare not."

　　"This is an order."

　　"Yes, Your Highness, Jin'er knows."

　　Then Jin'er continued to wipe Zhao Xuan's body, her tear-stained face was full of poignant beauty.

　　Zhao Xuan sighed and entered the nameless system.

　　"Would you like to learn if you discovered the Beiming Divine Art?"

　　"study!"

　　In an instant, the mental formulas of the Beiming Divine Art, the insights from the cultivation of the predecessors, and even the original and powerful creative mood were all interpreted in Zhao Xuan's mind one by one, making Zhao Xuan understand and master Beiming at once. The essence of Ming Shen Gong!

　　Zhao Xuan hurriedly asked Jin'er to step back, and then stood up cross-legged, operating according to the mantra.

　　In an instant, a warm current emerged spontaneously from the dantian, and then spread throughout the whole body, tempering his meridians, muscles and bones. It was warm and pleasant.

　　This should be internal force, or Beiming Zhenqi?

　　Soon, after a week was completed, Zhao Xuan could already clearly feel the changes in himself.

　　"Is it possible that I learned the Beiming Divine Art in one go? This is a peerless exercise! What's more, it seems to have reached the entry level?"

　　After the surprise, Zhao Xuan no longer doubted the power of the Wuming system.

　　It is simply an artifact for cultivation!

　　What makes Zhao Xuan even more happy is that this system is an auxiliary system, not a dominant system.

　　It will only assist the host in training, speed up the progress of the host's training, and send various benefits to the host when the host's strength reaches the corresponding level.

　　It will not release all kinds of brain-dead tasks like other systems!

　　Thinking about it, Lao Tzu came to the world of martial arts, naturally he wanted to rise up, enjoy himself, live recklessly, and cover the sky with his hands!

　　How to live, I decide for myself!

　　Who wants to be a slave to the system, listening to the system's blind comparisons every day, like a teacher assigning homework, thinking about it all day long, completing this task today, and completing that task tomorrow, it's just brain damage!

　　My Zhao Xuan's fate is decided by myself.How to do things, you don't need the system to teach you!

　　Of course, there will be no so-called favorability system, loyalty system, such childish things, it is completely impossible.

　　In this world, the most difficult thing to understand is the human heart, and the most unpredictable thing is fate!

　　Favorability and loyalty systems, can they be useful?

　　It can be said that this auxiliary system provides Zhao Xuan with various benefits without restricting his life or asking him to do anything, which suits his appetite very much!

　　"Discover the evil sword manual, do you want to learn it?"

　　"Learn from your sister!"

　　Zhao Xuan was very speechless, could a man learn this thing?

　　However, women and eunuchs should be able to!

　　Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan felt hesitant.

　　Women and eunuchs who are loyal to themselves can pass on their evil swordsmanship and train them.

　　After all, in this palace, intrigues and intrigues are indispensable.

　　Now Zhao Xuan has to cultivate his own "princelings" and develop his own power.

　　If a whole group of eunuchs and maids who know how to ward off evil and swordsmanship are his shadow guards, and he only listens to Zhao Xuan, it seems really good!

　　However, one must be careful in selecting candidates.

　　It is better to be lacking than to be indiscriminate, and it must be someone who is absolutely loyal or can completely control it!

　　Jin'er is a good choice, she is thirteen or fourteen years old, I don't know if it is too late?

　　After drying his body and putting on the new nightgown that Jin'er brought, Zhao Xuan returned to the bed and continued to practice.

　　The former prince's death touched him too much.

　　Zhao Xuan had no choice but to make himself stronger as soon as possible. Only in this way could he save his life and get rid of those who disliked him!

　　It's just that now, there is only one peerless skill, Beiming Shengong, and a powerful martial skill is missing. This is a problem. I don't know if there is one in the palace?

　　Shaking his head and not thinking about it anymore, Zhao Xuan continued to practice.

　　After the third watch, Beiming's magical skills became more familiar, and the Beiming's true energy in his body became much thicker, and even his sensitivity improved a lot.

　　At this time, the sound of approaching footsteps in the distance was faintly visible.

　　Zhao Xuan's face changed slightly. Could it be that there were two groups of killers overnight?

　　That's right, as the only heir, in the entire palace, there are not one hundred, but eighty people who want to kill him. It's not surprising that there will be more killers!

　　Thinking of this, Zhao Xuan didn't panic, but looked forward to it.

　　Taking a deep breath, Zhao Xuan lay on the bed, pretending to be fast asleep, but on his right hand, there was condensing the true energy of Beiming!

　　Soon, a strange fragrance came.

　　Zhao Xuan smiled lightly and quickly held his breath. This should be a powerful fragrance that can completely stun people!

　　Good guy, get dizzy first, then strike, it's ruthless!

　　Immediately afterwards, the window opened gently, and a black shadow quickly flashed in, tiptoeing towards Zhao Xuan.

　　"Hmph, Prince Song, I want your life!" As he spoke, the man in black had a sharp dagger in his hand, and stabbed straight at Zhao Xuan.

　　At the critical moment, Zhao Xuan opened his eyes instantly, made a decisive move, and slapped the man in black hard on the chest.

　　"Not good!" The man in black was shocked and was about to back away.

　　But it was still too late, he was hit in the heart by Beiming Zhenqi, and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

　　The man in black was seriously injured, he didn't dare to fight, and turned around to run away.

　　Seeing this, Zhao Xuan hurriedly chased after him, and hit him on the back with another palm, then went straight forward, grabbed his right arm, and performed the Beiming Divine Art with all his strength!

　　"Ah! You are..." The man in black kept screaming, but his voice disappeared instantly.

　　In just a few breaths, the man in black's life force has been completely absorbed by Zhao Xuan, and he can't die anymore!

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Chapter 3 Shadow Assassin (for collection)

　　"Killers, people will always kill them! You must have the consciousness of death against my opponent!"

　　Zhao Xuan said in a cold voice, leaving the corpse aside, it was still a bit uncomfortable to activate the Beiming Divine Art with all his strength for the first time.

　　At this time, Jin'er and the guards rushed in, their expressions changed dramatically.

　　"Your Highness, are you alright!" Jin'er immediately ran up and supported Zhao Xuan.

　　When the others saw the dead man in black on the ground, their faces changed drastically, and they immediately knelt down: "Your Highness, I'll be damned, it's too late to save me!"

　　Zhao Xuan looked at the guard and said coldly: "It's just this once, next time, you will know the consequences."

　　"Yes!" Everyone was terrified, if something happened to the crown prince, they would all be implicated!

　　"Okay, take the corpse down and dispose of it. Don't tell anyone about it. If it gets out, you won't be able to bear the consequences!" Zhao Xuan said coldly.

　　The guards nodded again and again, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, and they were even more grateful to Zhao Xuan.

　　They are not stupid, if His Majesty knows that they are not good at escorting them, let assassins come in, and put the prince on the verge of danger, even if they don't die, they will peel off their skins!

　　And Zhao Xuan also has his own plans, if there is no Beiming Divine Art, Zhao Xuan will definitely make this matter worse, and then strengthen the guards to prevent such things from happening again.

　　But with Beiming Divine Art, for Zhao Xuan, these killers may be a fast and powerful opportunity, and they are the existences that give him internal strength!

　　Just like the man in black tonight, a third-rate expert who has absorbed nearly 30 years of his skills, Zhao Xuan now can be regarded as a third-rate expert in terms of internal strength, but he still lacks some martial skills!

　　More importantly, Zhao Xuan didn't want to reveal his strength yet!

　　Soon, the corpses were disposed of, and the guards immediately increased their guarding strength.

　　Jin'er stayed by Zhao Xuan's side, no matter how Zhao Xuan tried to persuade her, she would not leave.

　　Zhao Xuan had no choice but to continue to practice.

　　He has just absorbed 30 years of skill, and he still needs to be further suppressed and digested by Beiming Shengong before he can completely transform into Beiming Zhenqi for his own use.

　　It's just that the two raids and killings in one night made Zhao Xuan very upset!

　　Ma De, do you think Lao Tzu is a clay figurine?

　　When I find out who is behind the scenes, no matter who it is, don't blame me for killing you all!

　　At this moment, Zhao Xuan was really angry!

　　He is not Song Lizong, he will not be a puppet controlled by others, and he is not a former waste prince who will be slaughtered by others!

　　On the contrary, he wants to be strong, to kill, to create a dark world, to create a bright world!

　　After dawn, Zhao Xuan stopped practicing.

　　The 30-year internal energy of the man in black has been transformed into five years of incomparably pure Beiming Qi.

　　There is no way, the same internal force, there are high and low points.

　　For example, Guo Jing's 20-year internal strength can lift Qiu Chuji's 40-year internal strength.

　　This is the difference in quality.

　　Like this man in black, although he has 30 years of internal energy, but it is very mottled, at best it can be regarded as a third-rate internal energy, transformed into extremely pure Beiming Zhenqi, but only five years!

　　But even if it is only five years, compared to the previous 30 years, it is still much stronger.

　　Inner strength is more about the essence than it is about it!

　　Zhao Xuan looked at Jin'er next to him, and at some point, he had already fallen asleep.

　　On the handsome face, there is still a little bit of childishness, and the slightly raised cherry lips, I don't know what sweet dream I am having!

　　Last night, Jin'er was afraid that someone would assassinate Zhao Xuan again, so she insisted on staying, no matter how much she persuaded her, she couldn't persuade her to leave.

　　Although Jin'er's stay may not have much effect, it still moved Zhao Xuan very much.

　　If it was someone else, in such a crisis situation, he would have slipped away long ago, right?

　　Zhao Xuan carried Jin'er to the bed, covered her with a quilt, and slowly got off the bed.