Young White Horse: The Drunken Swordsman shocked Little Dongjun at the beginning

Ye Xiaofan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and his smile gradually disappeared.

"Really, my happy mood was wasted."

Ye Xiaofan muttered softly, but just after he finished speaking, someone hit his head.

"Ouch~"

"Who? Who dares to hit me? Don't you know that my master is very powerful?"

Ye Xiaofan raised his head and was about to look around, looking for the person who hit his head.

But as soon as he raised his eyes, he stopped.

A figure with a playful smile slowly fell in front of Ye Xiaofan.

"Who do you call yourself a little master? I went out for a trip and acted like a little gangster."

Ye Xiaofan smiled awkwardly and shouted hurriedly.

"Master!"

Gu Jun under the tree had already strode over and shouted with a faint smile.

"Young Master~"

Jun Lintian nodded and smiled slightly, clasped his hands, looked at Ye Xiaofan, and walked leisurely to the stone table under the big tree.

Ye Xiaofan followed him step by step.

Jun Lintian sat down on the chair, raised his eyes and smiled.

"What? You still want to sit down? Go over there and practice sword skills to see if you have improved."

Ye Xiaofan laughed a few times again, and became excited again when he heard that his master wanted to test his martial arts.

Then, Ye Xiaofan raised his head and came to the side with a heroic and proud look.

Clang~

The sword was unsheathed in an instant, and sword shadows floated in the sky. The sword light flashed, and soon the whole courtyard was covered with cold sword light.

Ye Xiaofan swung the sword very quickly, his figure flashed everywhere, erratic, and his sword skills were swift and sharp.

As soon as the sword came out, the aura of righteousness was aroused.

Jun Lintian nodded secretly, but his face was very calm.

After an incense stick.

With a "clang", the sword slid into the sheath.

Ye Xiaofan suddenly put away the sword, with a faint smile on his face, and walked over.

"Come, have a cup of tea."

Jun Lintian smiled gently and pushed a cup of tea over.

Ye Xiaofan sat down opposite, looking at Jun Lintian with some expectation and some trepidation.

I hope that the master can give me some pointers, but I am also worried that I can't satisfy the master.

However, Jun Lintian smiled and praised him.

"Well, not bad, much better than before you went out, with some of the neat and tidy style of a swordsman."

Hearing this, Ye Xiaofan's uneasy heart finally let go, and he smiled happily and bowed.

"Master, please point out the shortcomings."

Jun Lintian nodded with a smile, "Of course, I want it, so that you don't get too proud."

Afterwards, Jun Lintian gave instructions and explanations one by one, and Ye Xiaofan listened carefully, while thinking at the same time.

When he got excited, Jun Lintian stretched out his hand to call for the sword and practiced it in person on the open space next to him.

The movements were smooth and flowing, like art.

After giving instructions, Jun Lintian asked Ye Xiaofan to go back and think about it himself. After all, what others have is always what others have. Only by integrating your own understanding and turning it into your own can you truly improve.

"There are many sword manuals collected in the school. You can go and have a look when you have time, and then go out to travel after a while."

Jun Lintian smiled and instructed, and Ye Xiaofan replied respectfully.

"Yes, Master!"

Then, Ye Xiaofan took the sword to the side and thought about the sword moves and sword intent by himself.

Jun Lintian rarely had someone to accompany him, so he drank and talked with Gu Jun until late at night.

Jun Lintian lay on the roof, with the bright moonlight shining on him.

He has been trying to improve his physique during this period, and now he has trained 2,899 dragon elephant phantoms.

Just relying on his power, he can kill some Nine Heavens Realm.

This dragon elephant phantom is both an offensive technique and a way to protect himself, which is really convenient.

However, as Jun Lintian expected, the more difficult it is, the more difficult it will be.

In the past few days, he has almost touched the edge of the Heavenly Thunder Layer, and has only cultivated three dragon-elephant phantoms.

Next time, I am afraid that I can only enter the Heavenly Thunder Layer and taste the feeling of being struck by lightning.

Thinking of this, Jun Lintian sighed slightly in his heart.

The power of thunder is the most violent, and it also contains a breath of destruction. It must be used with great caution to strengthen the body!

In the palace.

Emperor Tai'an, wearing a thick snow fox coat, stood on the attic and looked to the south.

His face was ruddy, but Emperor Tai'an knew his body well.

Emperor Tai'an looked at the dark sky quietly, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Even the Zhuoqing eunuch who was serving beside him felt that Emperor Tai'an was a little strange at this moment.

However, Zhuoqing eunuch understood one thing, that the complacency of the Qing King was just the deliberate indulgence of the old man.

In the royal family, a prince who was not valued and could cause trouble at will was destined to be impossible among the candidates for the throne.

Therefore, in many cases, it was just the Qing Wang who was being sentimental.

This old man just treated the Qing Wang as a chess piece that could be discarded at any time.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Qing Da Jian lowered his head slightly, his eyesThe light flickered slightly, and some complex colors emerged.

He was the eunuch who accompanied Emperor Tai'an since childhood. As Emperor Tai'an ascended to the throne, his status also rose.

In many cases, he was more powerful than the officials in the court.

"But I don't want to die yet... Since you don't want to choose the Green King, then I will help you..."

Eunuch Zhuoqing sighed in his heart, and a sharp light flashed in the depths of his eyes.

"Tell me, among these princes of mine, who can be of great use?"

At this moment, Emperor Tai'an slowly turned around, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was asking Eunuch Zhuoqing.

Eunuch Zhuoqing raised his head, his face was calm and smiling.

"If I were to say, the best one would be none other than the Prince of Langya."

"He is courageous and strategic, capable of both civil and military affairs, humble and polite, and generous to the people. He has the style of your Majesty in the past."

Emperor Tai'an laughed a few times, and a smile flashed through his turbid eyes, but there was also a flash of worry.

Emperor Tai'an was naturally satisfied with this ninth prince, but he didn't seem to like the intrigues of the royal family.

He had been unwilling to become a vassal before, and he fell behind the pace of several other princes.

Without his own team, how much can personal bravery play in the election of the throne?

This throne is not chosen by a martial arts competition. The forces of all parties are intertwined, fighting and compromising with each other, fighting openly and secretly... It's very complicated.

Emperor Tai'an did not continue this topic, but said quietly.

"The secret agents in the south sent back the news that we won a great victory and annihilated tens of thousands of Nanjue troops. Now the remnants of Nanjue have been defeated all the way, and several Nanjue cities have fallen into the hands of Beili. The war is over..."

"My brave and warlike prince, it's time to return to the court..."

The rest of the words were whispered too low, and instantly drifted away with the wind, and no one heard them.

Emperor Tai'an, wearing a snow fox coat, strode towards the bedroom.

The Zhuoqing eunuch behind him looked at the old back, flashed slightly, and followed silently.

"It seems that you have made a choice... I just don't know if the arrogant Langya King is willing to accept your kindness."

Zhuoqing eunuch's thoughts turned in his mind, and he did not give up.

The world is undecided, everything is possible.