The next morning, when the first rays of light sunlight shone through the window, Lingyue had already washed and taken care of Ji Yu.

Ji Yu, who was dressed in a red suit, with that handsome and unparalleled cheek, the whole person gave people an extremely amazing feeling.

Ling Yue stood in front of her and carefully helped Ji Yu arrange her collar, her eyes wandered, but she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ji Yu's smiling face, and couldn't help blushing and heartbeating.

She said shyly: "Your Highness, when you go to Shangwu Pavilion, you must pay attention to your safety." ”

Ji Yu smiled and said, "Don't worry, when I become the first in Shangwu Pavilion, I will let you come to Shangwu Pavilion to have a look." ”

As he spoke, he gently stroked the little maid Lingyue's pretty face like a ripe red apple.

The original light action had a bit of a feeling of stroking flowers and the moon on Ji Yu's body.

The little maid Lingyue felt the warmth between Ji Yu's fingers, and suddenly the deer collided, and her pretty face, which was already red, became even hotter.

"You won't go to the celebrant again, and you won't be inferior again, Lingyue. After Ji Yu said softly, he withdrew his hand and turned around and strode away.

A young child dressed in red, with a tall posture and a head full of green silk, walked away from the light sun, and was particularly chic.

The maid Lingyue was suddenly stunned, and a spring water rippled in the courtyard.

In the middle of the night, she came to the national god, patted the red and hot cheeks vigorously, and said to herself: "Lingyue, what are you thinking, that is His Royal Highness the Nine, you are just a little maid transferred back by the celebrant supervisor!"

But no matter what she did, her fawn-pounding heart just couldn't calm down, and her hot and red cheeks couldn't go away.

In desperation, she had to go to the miscellaneous room in Tonghua Palace to fetch a basin of water to try to calm herself down.

When I opened the door of the miscellaneous room, the pale golden sunlight poured in, and the originally gloomy room suddenly became brighter, giving people a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

On the huge water tank at the end of the room, there was a crystal blue elixir floating impressively, which was impeccably beautiful and gave people a fairy feeling.

Although Ling Yue did not cultivate, she had seen a lot of the world as the second daughter of Concubine Ling, and naturally knew that this level of elixir was a top existence even in Shangwu Pavilion, Mad Warrior Residence, and even the Western Chu Arsenal.

So, when she saw this pill, she was shocked beyond words.

——The water in this tank is the domestic water of Tonghua Palace, and the water in this tank is used for making tea, cooking, washing, and drinking on weekdays.

After a while, Lingyue came back to her senses and hurriedly ran over to take off the pill suspended on the water tank.

It's a pity that when she came to the water tank, when she just stretched out her hand, the pill had already dissipated and melted into the water.

I think it was this pill that had raised this tank of water for so many days, and finally the medicinal power dissipated at this time!

Thinking of this, Lingyue couldn't help but feel a little regretful, if only she had found out earlier.

It's a pity, who put such an expensive elixir? Is it the Immortal Realm master behind His Royal Highness the Nine, or is it a special arrangement of His Majesty?

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Yue couldn't think of a reason, but the heart that was originally a fawn was calm, and the redness and hotness on her pretty face also subsided.

She sighed softly and was about to leave, when she suddenly noticed a cheatbook on the dusty table in the corner.

Ling Yue's eyes lit up suddenly, and after looking around to make sure that there was no one, she walked to the table and picked up the cheatbook.

I don't know who wrote the cheats book newly, and the ink on the cover of the four big characters has not yet dried, although there is no calligraphy of the beauty, but there is a sense of flamboyance.

- Yao Ge Sword Sutra.

Ling Yue's heartbeat suddenly accelerated after seeing these four words.

In the past thirteen days, she was also fortunate to occasionally see Ji Yu write a few words with a pen, although it was very few, but she still recorded the characteristics of Ji Yu's handwriting.

And the handwriting of the four big characters "Yao Ge Sword Sutra" on the cover of this secret book is not Ji Yu's, who is it?

Is this a prank by His Highness the Nine?

With curiosity and confusion, Ling Yue turned the first page, only to see a sentence written on it, this time the handwriting did not have the previous flamboyance and frivolity, but a few more indescribable sword intent.

——Stretch out your hand to touch the stars, raise your hand to hold the moon, one sword points to the galaxy, and two swords are in the clouds.

However, it was still the handwriting of the Nine Emperor Princes.

Ling Yue is a knowledgeable person, since she can recognize that the pill on the water tank is an extremely rare treasure, how can she not recognize that this is a real exercise secret book, and it is very precious.

She held the book in her hand, her whole body trembled, and her mind raced to think that there was only one possibility.

So she turned and rushed out of the house and into the courtyard.

The courtyard of Tonghua Palace was empty, there was no figure, and the plane tree, which had been full of spring, did not know when it withered its branches and leaves.

Ling Yue took the Yao Song Sword Sutra and looked at the empty and lonely courtyard blankly, stunned, and her heart was empty.

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Shangwu Pavilion, the status is transcendent, and the famous generals and martial artists of the three armies under the command of Western Chu are all from here.

And the students taught here are some monks who are proficient in the art of war.

It's snowing heavily, but there's no snow to float.

When the sun is shining, the breeze is warm.

In front of the door of the Shangwu Pavilion is a wooden table with paper and pencils.

In front of the case, a dignified middle-aged man was dozing off with his head pestle, and his jaw had a black beard, fluttering in the wind.

In the Donghua Continent, he is the elder teacher, and his title is all Mr., but the master has only one since ancient times.

Ji Yu walked to the table, and before he could make a sound, the man had already woken up.

When a cultivator is deaf and clear-sighted, when the spiritual tree is conceived in his body, he already has spiritual consciousness, and he can observe the subtleties of heaven and earth and the mysteries of all things.

The moment the man raised his head and saw Ji Yu, he was stunned, and said with emotion: "What a beautiful doll carved in ice, are you here to sign up for Shangwu Pavilion?"

Ji Yu nodded, smiling like a flower: "Shangwu Pavilion is the foundation of the Western Chu army. ”

The man smiled slightly, and a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes: "Yes, but this Shangwu Pavilion is not something that anyone can enter." ”

Ji Yu, who had traveled all over the world in his previous life, didn't understand the deep meaning of the man's words, so he took out the golden martial arts order from his red clothes and put it on the table.

The young man is beautiful and beautiful, and he is dressed in red clothes, which is amazing in all directions.

The hot gold spirit card was also particularly dazzling.

So, the man couldn't help but rub his eyes, then picked up the spirit card, carefully observed it for a while, and asked, "Your Majesty, who are you?"

After thirteen days of adaptation and deduction, he not only mastered this body, but also adapted to his current identity.

So, Ji Yu finally said the difficult title: "It's my father." ”

The man remembered the rumors circulating in the palace the day before yesterday, and suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be His Royal Highness the Nine, but after entering the Shangwu Pavilion, there is no His Highness, the king's grandson, and the subordinates, everything can only be fought for by himself in the Shangwu Pavilion, do you understand?"

Ji Yu smiled lightly and nodded gently, and the two small dimples on his face were particularly beautiful.

The man couldn't help but be stunned again, and then said: "Now I will register for you, Shangwu Pavilion is divided into three pavilions: heaven, earth, and man, now you can only enter the herringbone pavilion to practice and take classes, if you want to go to the other two pavilions, you need to meet certain conditions and pass a certain test." ”

Ji Yu asked, "Then who is the head teacher of the Shangwu Pavilion Herringbone Pavilion?"

The man laughed loudly, pointed to his unattractive face, and said, "It's the old man Lu Wenye!"

Ji Yuzai looked at the man carefully and felt that it was quite reluctant, so he patted the man's shoulder and strode towards the door.

The outermost part of the Sangbu Pavilion is the herringbone Pavilion.

Just walked into the Shangwu Pavilion, did not see the luxury of the same cemetery landscape in the palace mansion, only saw the school field and the ring in the eyes, and in the middle is a wide avenue, the two sides of the avenue are planted with tall hibiscus trees, there is a unique scenery.

Under a few hibiscus trees at the front of the avenue, there were about forty or fifty young people squatting, with a naughty and evil smile on the corner of their lips, the leader of which had extremely thick eyebrows, rough facial features, tall and fat, and looked quite heroic.

Ji Yu stopped, raised his eyebrows, and looked at this group of teenagers, without fear.

Shocked by Ji Yu's beauty, the group of teenagers were stunned at first.

Soon, though, they came to their senses, and the corners of their lips curled deeper.

It has been a long time since there has been such a good-looking fool in Shangwu Pavilion who is not afraid of tigers and is not afraid of tigers.

In an instant, the evil aura in the eyes of the leader was even worse: "Boy, it's new, do you know that you have to go through the 'Nine Rites' to enter the Shangwu Pavilion?"