The book looked a little shabby, only six or seven pages long, and it had a strange texture to the touch, somewhat similar to animal fur.

"How could my father have someone bring me a book?"

Wang Hao was a little puzzled, and then opened the book, and what caught his eye was a few lines of small words, although it was the first time he saw this book, Wang Hao still guessed the origin of the latter.

"There is a record of martial arts, and my father asked me to practice martial arts at this time, could it be that he has already guessed something?"

Wang Hao carefully identified it, and only then did he see that the words Fixing Light Splitter were written on the book.

He had never heard of this sword technique, but since it could be favored by Wang Guang, it should be a little extraordinary.

"In my memory, my father should not have been able to see the situation clearly, and he repeatedly expressed his opposition to the implementation of the ban on martial arts, and it is because of this that the Wang family will plummet, the general trend of the world is mighty, and if it goes with it, it will prosper and it will die, and the Wang family must not stand on the wrong side. ”

Wang Hao was a little uneasy, then closed the book, and directly wrote a short letter to arrange for the next person to send it to Beiyuan, but unfortunately his reaction was a little slow, otherwise he could let the cronie do it.

"The ban on martial arts is the trend of the times, no one can reverse it, the three princes of the court, including several princes, have not responded to this can prove some things, although Emperor Shenwu has rarely interfered in the affairs of the court and China over the years, but he alone has the final say in the capital. ”

The majesty of the Heavenly Martial Emperor is increasing day by day, and it will not decline with the passage of time.

After arranging this matter, a boulder in Wang Hao's heart finally fell, and he continued to flip through the swordsmanship.

"It's a pity that the swordsmanship is lacking, but even then it's too advanced for me, and it's hard to comprehend too much. ”

Before he finished reading Wang Hao, he already knew that the swordsmanship was not perfect, and the fixing light splitting sword was broad and profound, and it was impossible to record it in just a few pages.

Moreover, his current martial arts cultivation has just begun, and it is even more difficult to practice such a profound sword technique.

However, at this moment, a strange scene happened.

The ancient book in Wang Hao's hand suddenly burst into smoke, and then disappeared under his nose.

"What's going on?"

Wang Hao exclaimed, this scene is so weird, how can a good item disappear if you can't see it.

Even a prince with an extremely advanced martial arts can't make an item disappear out of thin air.

However, Wang Hao didn't have time to think about it, a vague light and shadow suddenly appeared in his mind, and after a few breaths, the light and shadow began to perform a certain move, which seemed slow but quite mysterious.

Wang Hao couldn't help but slowly wave his palm with the light and shadow, only to see him point out, and six blurred sword lights appeared, directly splitting a bronze mirror in the room into pieces.

"This, how is this possible?!"

Wang Hao looked at his fingers in shock, his face full of disbelief.

The few sword lights just now were obviously the Fixing Light Splitting Sword Technique, but he had just obtained this sword technique not long ago, not to mention that the sword spectrum had mysteriously disappeared before.

"This is a full six sword lights, which means that my fixing shadow splitting sword technique has been small, and the speed of the operation of true qi can be greatly improved subtly. ”

The rapid transformation of true qi luck means that Wang Hao can break through to the one-yuan realm in a short period of time.

Martial arts cultivation should not be too early, otherwise it is very likely to hurt the foundation, so whether it is the descendants of the royal family or the descendants of the princes, they all choose to practice martial arts in adulthood, and Wang Hao is naturally the same.

Originally, he was still in the stage of consolidating his foundation and cultivating his yuan, and it would take at least half a year to really set foot in the martial arts at a normal rate, but now maybe one month would be enough.

"It is rumored that the prince will practice a sword technique to the great perfection at the age of eight, and set foot in martial arts a month later, no one has done it before, even if the Emperor Shenwu is far inferior when he was young, now the prince is only twenty-five or six years old, but he is already a master of the Liuhe realm, and he can be compared to the prince, of course I am far inferior to the prince, but I just saw the sword technique and practiced it to the stage of Xiaocheng, which is too incredible. ”

Wang Hao suddenly remembered the previous light and shadow, and then sank his will into his mind again.

At this time, the light and shadow had gradually become illusory, and after a while, it disappeared, and at the same time, Wang Hao found that rows of empty wooden bookshelves appeared in his mind, and on the row of bookshelves closest to his will was a book.

"Fixing Splitter?!"

Wang Hao exclaimed in surprise, and then his will began to approach the book, and soon he saw the light and shadow again.

It didn't take long for Wang Hao to find that his understanding of the Fixing Light Splitter had deepened a bit, and he tried to re-run the move, and this time there were seven sword lights in the room.

"These bookshelves are very similar to those in the huts in the western suburbs, but why are they in my mind?"

This scene is too amazing, Wang Hao, as the heir of the prince, can already be regarded as well-informed, but he has never heard of such a thing happening.

After pondering and meditating, Wang Hao still couldn't figure out the reason, and finally had to give up.

"This is not a bad thing for me, the more advanced my martial arts cultivation is, the stronger my combat power will be, and the faster my realm breakthrough will be. ”

After a long time, Wang Hao could only put this matter aside for the time being, this was an amazing opportunity, just ask who in heaven and earth can master a martial art so easily.

In the next few days, Wang Hao didn't even step out of the door, and his mind was focused on swordsmanship cultivation, and by the next day, he would be able to shoot twelve sword lights, and he was very close to the swordsmanship mastery.

However, the hallmark of the Fixing Splitting Sword Dacheng is to hit thirteen sword lights with one blow, and the last sword light Wang Hao can't hit it, but this kind of cultivation speed has surpassed the previous sages, and it can even be said that there is no one to come.

On this day, the capital was full of vegetarians, and the funeral music spread for dozens of miles, because today was the seventh day of the crown prince and the prince, and many people spontaneously went out to see him off.

The people who attended the funeral were all Confucian scholars in the court, and the three princes and nine kings were also among them, but none of the princes attended.

This kind of funeral scale already belongs to the state funeral, and even the third prince may not be treated like this after his death, and the crown prince and the prince are just civil officials of the third grade, so it should not be so.

Wang Hao did not practice today, but was always paying attention to the funeral process.

"Such a high-level funeral can only prove the determination of Emperor Shenwu, no wonder no prince has expressed his position, today is the tenth day, and the Zhenshen Division will also come into being. ”

Wang Hao muttered to himself, his heart was a little heavy.

The chaos in the world will start with the establishment of the Zhenshen Division, and he also wants to seize the opportunity to enter this power center, but Wang Guangyuan is in the Northern Plains, and it is difficult to intervene in the changes in the capital, and Wang Hao doesn't know where to start for a while.

Suddenly, there was a heroic righteousness in the imperial city, spreading for hundreds of miles, and then a majestic voice resounded through the capital.