"This big Zhou world is surnamed Qian, not Cheng!"

A cold burst of shouts rang out from behind Cheng Yu.

"Huh?"

Hearing this series of explosive drinks, Cheng Yu's face changed slightly, and he quickly turned around.

I saw that in the yamen of the military department, I don't know when, there was a handsome young man in a gorgeous costume, but about twenty years old. Although this man is young, he has a non-angry and self-authoritative bearing, standing here, his momentum is actually holding down Cheng Yu and Master Ma, the two chief examiners of the Great Zhou Wuju!

"The Seventh Prince?"

"Xia Guan has seen the Seventh Prince!"

When they saw the young man's appearance, Cheng Yu and Master Ma immediately recognized him.

Master Ma hurriedly saluted this man respectfully.

The seventh prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Qian Mingyu, is the half-brother of the current saint. Although this Qian Mingyu is not the descendant of the Empress Dowager of the Great Zhou, he has the same temperament as the current Emperor of the Great Zhou, and is closer than the brothers of the same mother. After the current Emperor of the Great Zhou ascended the throne, Qian Mingyu was entrusted with the important task of being the auxiliary king of the Great Zhou!

The status is below one person, above ten thousand, and the authority reaches the sky!

"It turned out that the little prince was here. ”

Seeing the arrival of the Seventh Prince, Qian Mingyu, Cheng Yu's face was pale, and he bowed to Qian Mingyu, and said lightly.

Although Cheng Yu is not very old, he is over forty years old, and he has inherited the title of Marquis of Anwu for ten years, and he has met with Qian Mingyu more than once before, especially when the previous generation of Emperor Zhou was in power, Cheng Yu was the Marquis of Anwu, a general in the army, but Qian Mingyu was just a prince born of a concubine, at that time Cheng Yu called Qian Mingyu "little prince", although Qian Mingyu has become the auxiliary king of the dynasty, but Cheng Yu's title to him remains the same.

"Little prince, the saint has all the opportunities, and as a courtier, he naturally has to consider the saint, this Yang Shuo has a short temperament and is ruthless, he must not be liked by the saint, I crossed him out, I am also afraid that he will anger the saint, and it can be regarded as a worry for the saint!"

Cheng Yu's tone was still indifferent, and he said slowly.

"Yang Shuo has a short temperament, not liked by the imperial brother?" Qian Mingyu frowned, and his eyelids sank slightly.

"Cheng Yu, are you trying to figure out the emperor's thoughts? Although my imperial brother is not a wise monarch through the ages, he also has the temperament of an emperor, a person who has just graduated from martial arts, even if his temperament is irritable, do you still dare to be arrogant and rampant in front of the imperial brother? Yes, since the imperial brother ascended the throne, he has always been gentle, and some people are afraid that they have forgotten the imperial brother's coercive bearing, and they want to climb to the head of the imperial brother to make a prestige, and the imperial brother wants to see the person who won the championship in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and he also needs the approval of others? Isn't it going against the sky!"

Qian Mingyu's words became more and more cold, and even when Master Shang Shuma of the military department heard this, his body trembled, and his face changed greatly.

"Cheng Yu doesn't dare to have such thoughts, little prince Mingjian!"

Cheng Yu's face sank, he gritted his teeth, but he still leaned over and saluted, saying that he didn't dare.

"Forget it!"

Qian Mingyu flicked his sleeves, turned sideways, and didn't look at Cheng Yu.

"This time, the imperial brother instructed that the masters who stood out in the martial arts of the Great Zhou Dynasty did not need to go to meet the imperial brother, whether it was Yang Shuo, who won the championship in martial arts, or Yang Cheng, who was at the level of martial arts, this king would find an opportunity to meet them in person and see their demeanor. Master Ma doesn't need this piece of music!"

Qian Mingyu said coldly in his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, a golden true qi came out of his body, and with a few pops, the twist was directly crushed by Qian Mingyu's true qi.

A little confetti drifted out and fell on Cheng Yu.

Cheng Yu was still leaning over at the moment, motionless.

After doing all this, Qian Mingyu snorted coldly, turned around and strode away......

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At nightfall.

In the secret room of Nanlinzhai, there was a huge wooden barrel, which was already filled with dark green medicinal liquid. These medicinal liquids are made of one hundred and seven kinds of precious medicinal materials, which are used to assist in the cultivation of the "Cutting the Marrow" technique, which has great effects. ...,

Yang Shuo, who was naked at the moment, was only wearing a pair of snakeskin shorts, sitting cross-legged in this barrel.

In my mind, I recalled the key to the "Cutting the Marrow" exercise.

"This "marrow cutting" exercise, the fit with me is actually only three points, which is very unsuitable for cultivation, fortunately, this exercise does not have the slightest requirement for qualification and understanding, and I have the assistance of marrow cutting liquid, and it is not too difficult to successfully cultivate this exercise......

While recalling the key to the exercises, Yang Shuo thought as he could.

Yang Shuo's exercises with a high degree of compatibility are basically yang attribute exercises and Xuanying exercises. The "Cutting the Marrow" exercise does not belong to either of the two, and when you cultivate it, the degree of compatibility is naturally not high.

Fortunately, this exercise is only a low-level auxiliary exercise, and it does not require high qualifications, comprehension and even fit, as long as it is assisted by marrow cutting fluid, it will get twice the result with half the effort!

"Cultivate this exercise now!"

"With the help of the marrow cutting liquid, wash the qi and blood of the whole body, wash away all the thoughts in the qi and blood of Nagara, and see how he fights with me for control of the body!"

Thinking in his heart, Yang Shuo immediately cultivated the marrow cutting technique.

The marrow cutting fluid around his body, which was still exuding hot steam, quickly penetrated into Yang Shuo's body and entered Yang Shuo's meridians while Yang Shuo was running the marrow cutting exercises, constantly washing the qi and blood in Yang Shuo's body.

Running the "Cutting the Marrow" exercise, the pure yang true qi in the body will be uncontrollable!

If you can't control the pure yang true qi, the qi and blood of Jia Luo Ming can't be suppressed, that is, when Yang Shuo began to practice the marrow cutting skill, Yang Shuo immediately felt that the qi and blood power of Jia Luo Ming in his body was quickly agitated, mixed with a hint of excitement. Although Jia Luo's meditation mind is attached to the qi and blood, and he can't think, but at this moment, he is liberated at once, and he must naturally be excited and restless!

"Huh, and jubilant?"

"Wait until the marrow liquid begins to wash your lump of qi and blood, and see how jubilant you are!"

With a thought in his mind, Yang Shuo manipulated the marrow cutting fluid that had seeped into his body, and suddenly washed over the mass of Qi and blood of Jia Luoming!

"Ahh

Washed by the marrow liquid, although Jia Luo Ming's mind could not speak, Yang Shuo seemed to be able to clearly hear that in that mass of qi and blood, Jia Luo Ming's attached thoughts screamed again and again, as if they were about to be stripped out of the qi and blood!

"The effect is good, if you continue to wash, you won't believe it, and you won't be able to refine your ownerless mind!"

Jia Luo's meditation mind was impacted, and he screamed again and again, and he couldn't control the mass of qi and blood to mess up in Yang Shuo's body.

Yang Shuo calmed down and continued to wash this mass of qi and blood with the marrow cutting liquid.

"Ahhh

I don't know how many times I washed it, but the thoughts of Jia Luo Ming in this mass of qi and blood suddenly screamed, and suddenly swooped away, and it actually broke away from his mass of qi and blood, separated from Yang Shuo's body, and quickly drifted away from the outside of this secret room, obviously trying to escape!

"Well, Garo Meditation Mind escaped?"

Outside the secret room, Master Yongxin sat on a futon, protecting Yang Shuo's Dharma, and when Jia Luo's blood escaped from the secret room, he had already sensed it and immediately opened his eyes.

"The mind is separated from the qi and blood, and it can't exist for a long time, this Jialuo meditation mind has been washed out, even if it escapes, there is no need to worry!" Master Yongxin said in a low voice.

"Can't escape?"

"Cutting grass has to be eradicated, even if there is only a 1 in 10,000 chance, it can't be left for him. This thought of Jia Luoming will make him completely annihilated!"

In the secret room, Yang Shuo's cold voice came out.

Burst!

A true qi was directly beaten out by Yang Shuo!

Whew!

The true qi carried thunder and lightning light, and quickly wrapped around the wisp of Jia Luo Ming's thoughts, but in an instant, this strand of Jia Luo Ming's thoughts had been strangled and crushed......