"Are you going with you?" Pei Zonghao saw the flying sword at Feng Lingzi's feet, and the idea of trying it in his heart couldn't bear it.

"Well, come on. Feng Lingzi replied lightly.

"Okay!" Pei Zonghao jumped up, but the flying sword under his feet was too narrow, and his whole body couldn't grasp the balance, and he swayed left and right for a while.

"Oh! Uncle Feng, I can't stand still!"

"Then you hold my legs, but you have to hold on. After Feng Lingzi finished speaking, he pinched the trick in his hand, and the flying sword jumped up with the two of them and disappeared into the eyes of the guards.

"Drink! This method of using the sword is really chic! It's so unpleasant!" some of the guards sighed with admiration, and their eyes turned green with envy.

"Okay, we don't even have spiritual roots, so it's useless to be envious. After a group of people whispered for a while, they led the big black horse back to the palace.

The violent wind was whirring, and Pei Zonghao's mouth and nose were full of wind, and it was difficult to even breathe. Occasionally I opened my eyes, and in the afterglow, the mountains, rivers, trees and fields under my feet quickly disappeared under my feet.

"Uncle Feng, slow down! The wind is too strong, I'm almost out of breath!" Pei Zonghao on the flying sword hugged Feng Lingzi's leg and shouted vigorously.

"Ahead, it's here. ”

Feng Lingzi drove the flying sword to the top of a mist-shrouded mountain, and the flying sword slowly stopped, a foot above the ground.

"Alright, let's go down. ”

Hearing Feng Lingzi's words, Pei Zonghao slowly opened his eyes, the hand holding Feng Lingzi tightly loosened slightly, jumped over, and jumped down from the flying sword.

"Huh, huh, huh, Uncle Feng, it's too scary to sit on a flying sword!" Pei Zonghao said with his little hand patting his heart and panting.

"Hehe, little prince, it will be good to wait for you to be older in the future. ”

"Will you be able to fly when you're older?"

"I'll know in a while, little prince, come with me. ”

After Feng Lingzi finished speaking, he took Pei Zonghao to a cave, in front of the door of the cave, Feng Lingzi took out the jade slip, and the jade slip in his hand emitted a faint light, and the stone door of the cave house opened automatically.

"Little prince, come with me. ”

Pei Zonghao followed behind Feng Lingzi, very curious about the scene in front of him, and his eyes kept looking around.

Every two meters in the cave, there is a whole body of shining beads, these beads are connected together, the whole cave is illuminated like day. After seven bends and eight twists, Feng Lingzi stopped, stretched out his hand and pointed to a spiritual platform in front of him, "Little prince, you sit down, I will check it for you to see if you have a spiritual root in your body, and what kind of attribute the spiritual root is." ”

Pei Zonghao saw a spiritual platform surrounded by flowing water in front of him, the spiritual platform was circular, made of warm jade, and there were nine spiritual stones inlaid at the edge, as if it was a magic circle, and the water at the foot of the spiritual platform was constantly rotating and flowing around the spiritual platform, and the aura was compelling.

When Pei Zonghao heard Feng Lingzi's words, he did not hesitate, jumped into the spiritual platform, and sat cross-legged.

"Relax, don't be nervous. ”

When Feng Lingzi finished speaking, he began to pinch the trick in his hand, and the flowing water on the side of the spirit platform instantly became active, turning faster and faster around the spirit platform. The spirit stone on the edge of the spiritual platform also lit up at the same time, and the illuminated cave was crystal clear.

"Alright, come down. ”

"Is this okay?Uncle Feng, what are you doing?" Pei Zonghao asked as he looked at Feng Lingzi with a pair of sparkling eyes.

"This is to check whether there is a spiritual root in your body, and at the same time, you can find out the attributes of the spiritual root. ”

"Uncle Feng, do I have a spiritual root in my body?" Pei Zonghao asked curiously.

"Yes. ”

"Ah? that's great, does that mean that when I grow up, I'll be able to fly with a sword like Uncle Feng!" Pei Zonghao cheered happily, and couldn't stop jumping in place.

Looking at the little prince in front of him, Feng Lingzi didn't tell the truth, "Yes, when you grow up, you will be able to fly with your sword." ”

"Great, great!oh!oh!oh!"

Side by side in the palace, study.

"Lord Wang, I have already investigated for the little prince, and the little prince does have a spiritual root in his body. But,"

Seeing that Feng Lingzi wanted to speak and stopped, Pei Chengfang raised his eyebrows, "But, what?"

"However, the spiritual root in the little prince's body is an innate pseudo-spiritual root. ”

"What is the innate pseudo-spiritual root?" As soon as he heard Feng Lingzi's words, Pei Chengfang knew that this matter was not good.

"The innate pseudo-spiritual root can be cultivated, but it can't release the spiritual energy in the body, can't cast spells, and can't drive the sword to kill the enemy. ”

In the cave, when Feng Lingzi tested Pei Zonghao, although the aura was compelling, there was no element condensation, and the cave was just a piece of crystal, which showed that Pei Zonghao's spiritual root had no attributes and was still in a state of rest.

"That means that this spiritual root is useless?" Pei Chengfang's sword frowned.

"Not exactly. ”

"Oh, what do you say?" Hearing Feng Lingzi's words, Pei Chengfang's complexion began to soften.

"The innate pseudo-spiritual root, even if it is a pseudo-spiritual root, but it is also an innate spiritual root, although it can't use spells, it can't drive swords to kill enemies, but compared to ordinary spiritual roots, its cultivation speed is extremely fast. ”

"In other words, if the little prince chooses to cultivate, although he can't release the spiritual power in his body, he can still absorb and accommodate the spiritual energy in his body. In the future, if he can find a carrier, with the help of this carrier, the little prince will be able to drive the spiritual power in his body. ”

"That is to say, before you can't find the carrier, Hao'er has no ability to protect herself at all?" Pei Chengfang's face that had just eased became very gloomy in an instant.

"Before the innate realm, we can let the little prince practice martial arts, and the law body will be rested, which is not impossible. ”

"Isn't that the ascension of both realms very slow?"

"Lord Wang, with our current power, can't we protect the safety of the little prince, the cultivation speed is a little slower, but once the little prince has a little achievement in the future, the future is limitless!"

"With the spiritual root, you can cultivate immortals, and with the breakthrough of the realm in the future, the little prince's longevity will be doubled. Therefore, according to the recommendation of the following, it is the best policy to let the little prince choose the dual cultivation of law and martial arts!"

Although the spiritual root in Pei Zonghao's body was an innate pseudo-spiritual root, Feng Lingzi was still unwilling to give up. In the sect of cultivating immortals, the innate spiritual root is something that can be encountered but not sought, and it is difficult for a person with an innate spiritual root to come up with one in ten thousand years. Now, although Pei Zonghao has an innate pseudo-spiritual root, at least it is also an innate spiritual root.

"What you say is also reasonable, then it seems that I will only arrange more guards for Hao'er in the future. As soon as he heard that cultivating immortals can increase longevity, Pei Chengfang immediately began to be moved, he also hoped that his son could live longer and be happier, and everything was for the sake of his son.

"Then without further ado, Lord Wang, let the little Lord and I go up the mountain to learn the art of cultivating immortals now. Feng Lingzi was afraid that Pei Chengfang would regret it, and couldn't wait to take Pei Zonghao away.

"This can't work, cultivating immortals must be cultivated. But when it comes to practicing martial arts, what kind of martial arts in the entire Dayu can compare to my Pei family's Taixuan Xingchen Jue!" At the mention of Taixuan Xingchen Jue, Pei Chengfang's eyes were full of pride.

"Then, this," Feng Lingzi hesitated for a moment, "Otherwise, do you think this is okay? During the day, let the little prince practice martial arts with you in the palace, and let him go up the mountain at night to learn cultivation with me." ”

"Well, I think so. However, in addition to practicing martial arts and cultivating immortals, Hao'er also has to study. Now that Dayu's foundation is stable, the style of writing is becoming more and more prosperous, and those sour words like those who are like this, although they are useless, but they pit people, but they kill people without seeing blood!"

Since the beheading of his eldest son Pei Zongtao, Pei Chengfang has slowly begun to attach importance to the avenue of literature.

"Well, early in the morning, the little prince reads and writes. In the afternoon, you will teach him the secret of Taixuan Xingchen. In the evening, I will teach him the method of cultivating immortals. The two hit it off, but Pei Zonghao didn't know that his fate was so miserable arranged by the two elders.

"Dad! I don't want to! I don't want to learn to read and write! I want to learn martial arts! Go into battle and kill the enemy!" As soon as he saw the teacher Pei Chengfang invited for him, Pei Zonghao clamored and didn't study.

"Shut up! You have reached the age of reading and writing now, so you should learn to read and write! Martial arts, in the afternoon, Dad will start teaching you. ”

Although Pei Chengfang dotes on his son, he never shows it on the outside. In front of his son, he always acts like a strict father, which can play a deterrent role. He was afraid, afraid that he would spoil this kid and not be able to become an atmosphere in the future.

"Oh, well. Pei Zonghao looked at his father with a serious face, and knew that he would definitely be punished again if he went on like this, so he had to hang down his little head and learn to read and write with Mr. Teach.

"Those who are good help the world, and the poor are good alone. The poems in Mr. Teaching's mouth were endless, and Pei Zonghao dozed off when he heard it.

"Little prince, with an identity like you, you will definitely be in power and opposition in the future, and you will be a very popular minister. Therefore, the little prince must have the world in mind in the future, uphold justice for the common people in the world, and protect our human race from the wind and rain. ”

"Sir, I don't have a penny on me now, I'm poor! How can a poor person like me help the world at the same time, I can just be alone. Facing the old man in front of him, with a snow-white beard and hair, Pei Zonghao had long been tired.

"This! The poverty in the old man's mouth is not the kind of poverty without money!" The old gentleman's emotions rose instantly, if it weren't for the fact that his body was still quite tough over the years, at this time, he would definitely be choked by Pei Zonghao and pass away.

"Well, sir, you see, it's noon, and I'm going to dinner. After eating, I had to learn martial arts from my father, and at night I had to learn the method of absorbing qi from my master. I'm busy all day!"

"Oh, my life, why is it so bitter!" a six-year-old child looked up to the sky and sighed, the scene at this time was ridiculous to watch.

"Okay! Since you are so playful, then tomorrow I will have to ask the prince for an explanation!" The old gentleman was out of breath at this time, and stretched out his hand and stroked his snow-white beard fiercely.

Pei Zonghao didn't take the old gentleman's words seriously at all, and walked away with his small schoolbag.