Close the notes in your hand.

Zhao Hongming is still unfinished.

It is worthy of being a martial arts master, and each comment hits the key to it, so that it can be opened up and learn with half the effort.

If he wasn't the prince, such an annotation would be especially an annotation of the Immortal Martial Arts Method, and it would be very difficult to get it.

Zhao Hongming's consciousness moved, and personal attribute information automatically emerged.

[Name: Zhao Hongming]

【Cultivation Exercises: Eight Desolations and Immortal Skills-Unstarted (20/100)】

[Breakthrough Exercises: None]

[Today's practice time: 2 hours]

[Constitution: Normal]

[Root Bone Bonus: 1]

Looking at the prompt information in his sight, he couldn't help but be a little overjoyed.

It only took two hours to increase your progress by 20%.

Sure enough, the hard work and effort paid off in an instant.

God rewards diligence and honesty without deception.

At this rate, as long as it took another eight hours, he might be able to cultivate the Eight Desolation Immortal Gong, an immortal martial art, to the level of opening the pulse.

Now he has memorized the exercises of the first layer, and the essence of them has been thoroughly digested and absorbed.

All that's left is to go back to hard work.

Zhao Hongming walked out of the private room.

There is a steward who has been guarding the door, and when he saw Zhao Hongming, he reminded expressionlessly: "According to the rules, Your Highness is not allowed to copy, and you cannot disclose the details of the exercises outside without permission, I hope Your Highness will abide by it." If you have forgotten or doubted in the future, you can come here at any time to continue to understand. ”

As the steward of the Tibetan Martial Tower, he really has a very strange personality.

The tone of his speech was cold, which was completely different from the attitude of the other people in the palace towards the prince.

There is no sense of flattery, respect.

Zhao Hongming was not so bored, relying on his identity to pick quarrels and provoke trouble, nodded and said: "If there is something I don't understand in this palace, I will come back in the future." ”

"Fifth Highness, go slowly, don't send it."

After speaking, the steward on the third floor sat directly on the ground, holding an unknown book of martial arts interpretations and studying it.

is worthy of being a 'martial idiot'.

Zhao Hongming smiled and walked out of the Tibetan Martial Arts Building.

By this time it was already dark, and the sky seemed to be covered with a curtain of stars.

Zhao Hongming glanced up, and on it, seven spoon-shaped stars kept flickering.

"Your Highness." Outside the Tibetan Martial Tower, his personal guards clasped their fists respectfully at their sides.

He has a sword hanging from his waist, which is powerful and powerful, giving people a great sense of security.

This person's name is Chang Wuxi, a martial artist brought by his mother in his homeland, responsible for his daily safety, and has lived with him for many years.

Since he has no foundation in the court, he can only rely on him, and he is a completely trustworthy person who belongs to his team of henchmen.

Zhao Hongming retracted his gaze and said, "Go back." ”

"Yes."

From birth to childhood, the prince of Great Wei would live with his mother in the six palaces of the east and west.

When you are a little older, you will be about five or six years old, and you will move to a place on the east and west sides of the Imperial Garden, which is called the East Gosha and Nishi Gosho.

However, because Zhao Hongming's mother died of illness when he was almost four years old, he moved to Dongwusuo at the age of four, a little earlier than other princes.

When I returned to my residence, Qingfeng Pavilion (named by Zhao Hongming himself), it was not too early.

Zhao Hongming did not choose to continue cultivating, and went directly to bed to rest under the service of the personal little eunuch.

As a prince, he will almost get up tomorrow and go to the palace for further study.

If you sleep too late, you will definitely not be in good spirits the next day.

Zhao Hongming is a very self-disciplined person, and he has not changed his routine because of learning martial arts.

A dreamless night.

In the blink of an eye, it's time to win.

Wang Bao, the eunuch who was guarding outside, shouted in a sharp voice: "Fifth Highness, the hour has come, it's time to go to the study." ”

Hearing the shouts outside the house, Zhao Hongming habitually opened his hazy eyes and shouted, "Come in and change clothes for the palace." ”

He sat up from the bed with his eyes squinted, and brewed himself to sober up as soon as possible.

There are many royal rules.

As a royal child, while enjoying the resources given by the Great Wei, he will also be subject to a lot of constraints.

For example, if you sleep lazily, at least don't think about it before you leave the cabinet.

If he didn't respond just now, Wang Bao outside the door would keep shouting until he got up.

Annoying.

Under the service of the eunuch Wang Bao, Zhao Hongming put on his clothes, and he walked out of the room sleepily.

At this time, Chang Wuzhi was already outside the hospital, and his expression was relaxed.

I heard that martial artists who have achieved cultivation are extremely energetic.

Even if you don't fit your eyes for a few nights, you won't feel sleepy.

Zhao Hongming couldn't help but be a little envious, and he was also full of expectations for the next breakthrough in the Eight Desolations.

At the time of the Great Wei's reign, the sky was not yet dawn.

A eunuch came with a lantern to guide the way.

The palace of the entire Great Wei is intricate, like a city.

After walking for almost a stick of incense, Zhao Hongming walked to the front of the upper study.

The upper study room is the school palace, as the name suggests, it is built in the palace to teach the prince and princess knowledge, and it is generally some famous Confucians who come to teach.

At this time, before entering the upper study, there was a clear sound of reading inside.

Someone has already arrived early.

Zhao Hongming walked in and picked a back seat to sit down.

The eunuch Wang Bao and the guard Chang Wusick consciously stopped at the door, rested in the room specially prepared for the subordinates on the side, and waited for Zhao Hongming to finish the morning class.

Now in the study, except for the prince who has a special teacher, as well as the second prince and the third prince who have left the palace, the rest of the princes and princesses who have not left the cabinet are forced to listen to lectures and study in the school palace every day.

The first to come in the palace were the fourth prince Zhao Hongli and the seventh prince Zhao Hongsheng.

One of the mothers of these two princes is from the Wuxun family, and the other is a famous faction, and they have a lot of power in the court.

I heard that the two vaguely have a lot of ambitions, and they are favorable challengers to the crown prince Zhao Hongli.

There's still a bit of competition between each other.,So they're either the first or the second to go to the school palace.,Never missed the school palace's classes.。

It is also highly praised among many lecturers.

As time passed, the rest of the princes and princesses came in one after another.

"Fifth brother!" A ten-year-old prince took advantage of the fact that the lecturer had not yet arrived, and came to Zhao Hongming's side and asked excitedly: "I heard that my father allowed you to go to the Tibetan Martial Arts Tower yesterday?" ”

This person is Zhao Hongguang, the eighth prince, with a relatively cowardly personality, coupled with his young age, his mother's power is average, and several other princes and princesses don't play with him very much.

But Zhao Hongming doesn't care, he just treats him as a little kid who doesn't understand the world, and he will take care of him a little more on weekdays.

After coming and going, Zhao Hongguang preferred to stick behind him.

"Hmm."

Zhao Hongguang hurriedly asked: "Which book of exercises did you choose, is it the Book of Killing?" I heard that this immortal martial arts method is very powerful, and many generals have highly respected this immortal martial arts method, as long as they are trapped in battle and kill the enemy, they can be diligent. ”

"I chose the Eight Desolations Immortal Gong."

"......" Zhao Hongguang's brain froze, and a little question mark popped up: "What kind of exercise is this, why haven't I heard of it." ”

"It's just a health exercise." Zhao Hongming said: "Our Zhao family, as the royal bloodline, is not prosperous, learning more Confucianism is the right way, don't kill and kill every day." ”

"Oh!" Zhao Hongguang suddenly lacked interest.

After a while, he took out a white, round stone the size of a soybean and quietly handed it to Zhao Hongming, and said in a low voice: "I heard that the fifth brother wants to learn martial arts, I got it from my mother's concubine, give it." ”

"Wish Stone?!"

Zhao Hongming was slightly surprised.

As the prince, they do not have a wish stone in it.

First, the number of wish stones produced each month was limited, and it was an important tool for the imperial family to control the court.

Second, the royal family's martial arts are not prosperous, and it is a waste to give the wish stone to a large extent.

Therefore, if the prince wants the wish stone, he can only use some special means to obtain it from other places.

And Zhao Hongming, a transparent prince, has limited resources at his disposal, and it is difficult to obtain them.

I didn't expect Zhao Hongguang, who was silent, to get one.

If there was a wish stone to help, his cultivation speed of the Eight Desolations Immortal Gong would undoubtedly be faster.

He doesn't have too many good things.

Thinking of this, Zhao Hongming did not shirk, and accepted it with a smile: "Thank you, Eighth Brother." ”

Zhao Hongguang put his hands behind his back, waved his hands in an old-fashioned manner, and said: "Brother Huang doesn't need to thank you, it's just a gesture." ”

"Hey, I don't think you've grown a little taller today."

Zhao Hongming's words instantly made Zhao Hongguang break through.

The latter danced like a child and said, "Really? Fifth brother, hurry up, you measure it for me. The mother concubine said that I can get out of the cabinet if I look as tall as the third brother. ”