As the Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the palace also brings a bit of festive festivities.

In previous years, at this time, the Department of Internal Affairs would have started to prepare Mid-Autumn Festival programs such as lantern cruises, but this year, it is a little different.

The news of the sword god duel has reached the palace.

It has attracted a lot of attention.

Emperor Ming even decided to set up the palace Mid-Autumn Festival banquet on the invitation platform not far from Zhengyangmen, where you can not only admire the moon, but also see the duel between the two sword gods, so as to add to the fun.

At that time, the palace concubines, the royal palace children, and the Chinese martial arts of the dynasty will all be present to participate in the grand event, enjoy with the people, and spend the Mid-Autumn Festival together.

Time.

Almost everyone is paying attention to this showdown.

The teachers and life deeds of the Flying Swordsman and the Deadly Sword Monarch have also been widely circulated and known to everyone.

But few people noticed.

Because a large number of martial arts masters entered Beijing to watch the battle, the pressure on the garrison of the capital increased sharply, and the troops and officials of the city guards and arrest divisions had to be urgently dispatched to garrison and inspect the area around Zhengyangmen, and even some of the forbidden troops were transferred.

As a result, inside the Imperial City, the guard force was a little empty.

In the past few days, almost every night, Su Chen would find that there were figures flying over the imperial city, and they were all martial arts masters from outside the palace.

But for some reason, the Praetorian Guards patrolling and guarding didn't seem to notice.

After these martial arts masters entered the palace, someone answered, and they quickly disappeared, hidden, and were no longer to be found.

"The mountain rain is coming, this full moon night, I'm afraid it will be a river of blood again."

Su Chen shook his head.

He has basically determined now that it is Emperor Ming who is going to do something to the eldest princess.

Today's eldest princess, who listens to politics and controls the country's military and political power, is not an emperor, but she is better than an emperor.

On the contrary, he is the true son of destiny, like a puppet.

In the past, it was because the Ming Emperor was still underage, so he was forced to endure it, but now that his wings are growing, which emperor is willing to lose power?

He is the emperor, as long as he kills the eldest princess, he can control the power justifiably.

When the time comes, the blame for the assassination of the eldest princess can be shifted to those martial arts people, which can be described as killing multiple birds with one stone.

But the question is, the eldest princess has always been resourceful and has been in power for many years, will she really be defenseless?

Or, didn't she want to go further, really sit on the throne, and become the first female emperor of Great Chu in ancient times?

Now on the surface, it seems that Emperor Ming is plotting to assassinate the eldest princess, but the eldest princess may not be completely unaware, and even deliberately pushes the boat down the river.

In this battle, it is still unknown who killed the deer.

But one thing is to be expected.

That is these Jianghu sects, this time they are involved in the struggle for imperial power, no matter who wins afterwards, I am afraid they will be detained for a crime of indiscriminate prohibition by force.

It can be expected that the martial arts of the rivers and lakes of Chu State will usher in an unprecedented reckoning.

Of course.

These things have nothing to do with Su Chen.

Now he is honestly a spectator.

Laughing at the wind and clouds, I didn't move.

Low-key development, strengthening oneself, and cultivating the method of protecting the Dao, this is the most important thing.

"Tick-"

A sharp cry interrupted Su Chen's thoughts.

He raised his head and just saw Hai Dongqing flying by with Peng Bird, and couldn't help but move in his heart, and said with a smile: "Old man, I'm very comfortable, but now I can fly too!" ”

After speaking.

With a light step on his feet, his body floated up like a feather, and his true anger was agitated, and his feet stepped on the wind, and his toes were on the eaves, and he actually jumped to the roof, as if he was flying.

Reaching out and grabbing it, his fingertips touched Hai Dongqing's wings, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly flapped his wings, and his jewel-like eyes were full of surprise.

"Haha, see? But unfortunately, this light skill can only be used to take off, not a real flight. Wait for me and others to cultivate the Fa-rectification one day, and then I will soar into the heavens and the earth with you. ”

Su Chen said, his figure falling steadily in the courtyard.

This cloud-chasing step is indeed exquisite, its principle is to form a thrust with internal force agitation, which can fly in the air for a short distance, flash and move, and with the unique pace, it can also play a big role in the battle.

"Tick!"

Hai Dongqing hovered at a low altitude, only when Su Chen was playing with it, he sent out an invitation.

Su Chen shook his head.

After all, this is the Imperial Palace, and with the occasional display in the courtyard, it is enough to move your hands and feet, and if you really have to fly around all day and attract the attention of the Praetorian Guards, it will be troublesome.

"Alright, you two can eat here, I still have something to do."

Leaving a large handful of sunflower seeds, Su Chen turned around and went to the other side of the courtyard.

At this time, the sun is just right, and you can take this opportunity to absorb the sun's glow and practice pure yang gong.

I saw that his figure was sitting cross-legged, covered with qi, like golden light, and the whole person seemed to turn into a steel sculpture, constantly absorbing the heat of the sun in the sky.

The surging pure yang true qi mixed with the Yuanyang true gang, rushing and surging in the meridians, like magma, little by little trying to infiltrate into the steel and iron bones to refine the bone marrow.

It's a process of turning from rigidity to softness.

The internal force of the true qi must penetrate the steel-like bones and go straight to the depths, but it must not be too violent, otherwise it will damage the true essence, only after the bone marrow is also refined like jade and lead, can it be truly rigid and soft, and you can try to further temper the fragile internal organs, so as to be innate.

"Pure Yang Gong is masculine and domineering, Tiangang Tongzi Gong has the characteristics of Yin and Yang, but this is also a water mill work, so you can only take your time......"

……

Before you know it, it's the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15.

On this day, Su Chen worked as usual, read books, and practiced exercises.

Nothing special happened during this period.

In the evening, the night gradually shrouded, and the eunuchs and maids in the palace all walked together and went to the direction of Zhengyangmen to prepare to see the excitement.

Look far away.

The palace invites the moon tower to the platform, which is already brilliantly lit and crowded.

Emperor Ming led the harem concubines, civil and military ministers, and the officials accompanying the eldest princess, all of whom had arrived.

Under the high platform, there are rows of brightly clad Praetorian Guards, waving flags.

Not far away, under the Zhengyangmen Tower, there are dense audiences, not only the people of Kyoto, but also martial arts people from all over the country who rushed to watch the ceremony.

There were even many foreign warriors who came from thousands of miles to watch this great battle between swordsmen.

Su Chen didn't go to join in the fun.

There will be turmoil in that place tonight, and running there now is nothing to do.

Fortunately, the Zhengyangmen City Tower is tall, and he can also watch from a distance on the Kwai Yuan Library Building.

The duel between the two top swordsmen should be exciting.

"Speaking of this, Xiao Linzi's guy doesn't know what's going on, since he went to the imperial study, he has hardly heard from him. If he is still on an errand by the side of Emperor Ming, I am afraid that this turmoil tonight will not be spared......"

Thinking of this, Su Chen couldn't help but sigh.

In any case, Lin Fan is barely one of his few friends, although they don't agree with each other, they always have some affection.

Now seeing that he is about to be caught in the maelstrom of the storm, he is a little worried.

"The world is unpredictable, and everyone has their own path to follow. Since he has chosen this path, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is also his own creation. ”

Shook his head.

Su Chen got up and cleaned up, picked up the wine jug, and brought another plate of fried sunflower seeds, and planned to go upstairs to the terrace to prepare for the play.

But at this time.

A crisp bell rang from outside the door, and a familiar figure pushed the door in.