However, all the way to the penultimate door, Luo Qingyin couldn't see the exercises he wanted.

Turn around and walk to the last door, and if you don't have one, you have to do it another way.

However, when Luo Qingyin pushed the door open, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw the scene inside.

There was no jade platform inside, but a scroll shelf standing against the wall, filled with various fragments.

Either there is an upper volume but no lower volume, or there is only a middle volume and no upper and lower volumes.

In short, there is no way to cultivate.

Luo Qingyin sighed lightly, and suddenly caught a glimpse of light in the corner of his eye, and when he picked it up, he saw that it was a whole ancient jade-colored scroll.

"Fire Forging Soul Formula, scroll up."

Hey? Soul refining exercises!

When Luo Qingyin picked up the scroll, there seemed to be a flame burning in the ancient jade, and the scroll became brilliant and beautiful.

When opened, it is marked with an unknown grade.

The scroll is not very demanding for the warrior, there is only one sentence: "It can withstand the endless burning of fire." ”

Tut.

This sentence alone is enough to frighten many people!

Luo Qingyin couldn't help but hesitate a little.

She has a hunch that the grade is not low, but only the upper volume is a trouble...... I'm afraid I'll have to spend a lot of time looking for the next volume in the future.

If there is still a middle volume, the time will have to be doubled.

Still, there's nothing else, so let's go.

Luo Qingyin picked up the scroll, and there was still half an hour left, enough for her to pick another martial arts scroll.

Walking straight to the non-attribute martial arts channel, Luo Qingyin picked a medium-grade martial art "Seventy-Second-Hand".

Seventy-two hands do not need weapons, a pair of hands are as quiet as a mountain, moving like a river, when cast, it can be sharp or gentle, all under their own control, everyone in the Pillow Xia Hall can learn.

After choosing, Luo Qingyin ignored the other royal children who were still hesitating, and wandered around in it like a leisurely stroll.

In fact, martial arts are not rare compared to exercises.

Some big families with rich collections of martial arts directly put their martial arts in the Scripture Pavilion, and anyone can look at them and anyone can read them.

However, it is not possible to chew more than you can.

The more you read at the beginning, the more messy your learning becomes.

Therefore, the palace will put martial arts and exercises together, let it open once a year, and force the royal children to concentrate on learning the old martial arts for at least one year and then consider the new martial arts.

This method is good, but it suffers people with selective suffering disorder.

Seeing them tangled and tangled, Luo Qingyin smiled faintly, and when he saw that the time was almost over, he walked out of the Gongfa Pavilion and handed it over to the guardians of the Gongfa Pavilion for registration.

The guardian couldn't help but look up at her when he saw the two non-attribute scrolls, but that was all.

After the registration was completed, the guardian routinely instructed: "After you get it, you can go to the Royal Martial Arts Hall to practice, the Royal Ranking Tournament will be held in a month, and the scroll will be returned in two months." ”

And ranking matches?

If you think about it, it's normal.

In a world where the law of the jungle eats the strong, how can we not strive for the top!

She answered, "Okay." ”

The third princess, Luo Qinglian, walked out of the Gongfa Pavilion and heard her voice, and the corners of her lips hooked up a treacherous smile.

The Royal Martial Arts Hall is her territory!

Back in the Pillow Palace, Luo Qingyin went to greet Concubine Ming.

Seeing that Mama Gui was embroidering with Concubine Ming, Luo Qing said, "Mama Gui, go and gather people over." ”

Mama Gui stepped back in response.

Luo Qingyin sat down beside Concubine Ming, leaned her head on her shoulder, raised the corners of her lips and asked, "Mother, what martial arts have you learned?" ”

Concubine Ming put down the embroidery work in her hand and sighed lightly, "When my mother was young, she learned the Ming family's family swordsmanship and martial arts "Waves", Yin'er, why did you suddenly ask about this?" The Gongfa Pavilion is open today, and you didn't choose the right martial arts? ”

Usually, Luo Qingyin is always rational and calm, and he can solve everything well.

She knew she couldn't help, so she didn't ask.

Now, Luo Qingyin took the initiative to mention it, and she immediately thought of it.

"No, my daughter already has other martial arts outside the palace." Luo Qingyin smiled and took out "Phantom Silk Hand" and "Seventy-Second-Hand" and put them in front of her, "My daughter chose one for you, you pick one to learn, okay?" ”

Concubine Ming stroked the scroll with her hand, and suddenly her eyes turned red, and she swallowed even more: "Mother...... My mother is already old, I'm afraid I won't be able to learn. ”

"You haven't even reached the age of forty, what are you talking about, you didn't give up in the cold palace before, how can you give up now?" Luo Qingyin had to pick her no matter what, and said softly: "Mother, if your daughter leaves the palace or goes to college in the future, how can you protect yourself in the palace alone?" ”

Concubine Ming was shocked.

Yes, Luo Qingyin is not a thing in the pool.

What would she do if one day she went higher and farther?

Luo Qingyin saw that her expression was relaxed, and persuaded again: "My daughter still wants to take you all over the Cangyun Continent in the future, how can you not cultivate well?" ”

"Okay, Niangxue."

Concubine Ming picked up the two scrolls and looked at them, and said, "Mother is willing to learn "Seventy-Second-Hand". ”

There are seventy-two styles in seventy-two, hugging, hitting, Teng, grabbing, taking, sealing, etc. are endless, unpredictable, and there is no need to worry about being attacked by people at close range after learning.

The corners of Luo Qingyin's lips hooked up a smile: "I have to learn it within a month." ”

Concubine Ming smiled and shook her head: "You kid." ”

Just as Mama Gui came in with everyone, Luo Qingyin sat up straight and asked, "Who knows how to embroider?" ”

Mama Xie, Mama Hua, Mama Gui and Kite all stood up.

The swallow looked to the left and to the right, and there was no one.

She pointed to her nose sadly: "So it's only me who doesn't understand?" ”

The crowd burst out laughing.

Luo Qingyin asked, "Do you want to learn?" ”

Yanzi waved her hand again and again: "As soon as the slave maid sees the needle, her head is big, and she doesn't want to learn." ”

Luo Qingyin didn't force her: "Then it's nothing for you, you go make tea." ”

As if it were an amnesty, the swallow happily withdrew from the flower hall.

Luo Qingyin put the "Phantom Silk Hand" in front of everyone and said, "I'll give it to you, you can learn together, you can discuss with each other if you don't understand something, and learn it as soon as possible, how about it?" ”

Ground embroidery skills!

Mama Xie was the first to react and said in surprise: "The old slave is willing." ”

Mama Hua and Mama Xie also saluted one after another.

When the kite saw the three grandmothers, she suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and said timidly: "The slave also wants to learn." ”

Luo Qingyin deliberately tested her: "Condense an ice needle for me." ”

After Kite became a warrior, he would condense a piece of ice for the snow ginseng doll every day, and it was not difficult to condense ice.

But the needle requirement is a bit more troublesome than ordinary ice cubes.

Running the Xuan Qi in the body, an ice needle in the palm of the kite gradually took shape.

It's just that the needle is a little rough, and she is not very satisfied, so she grinds it carefully for a while, and finally turns into a thin needle.

At the first order of the martial artist, the ice needle can only remain unmelted for half a quarter of an hour.

Luo Qingyin nodded approvingly, "You can try to use embroidery techniques as martial arts, and ice needles are weapons." ”

The kite was overjoyed: "Yes, Princess Xie mentioned it." ”

Mao Dun Literature