[Wild Elephant Cultivation Method] is different from the previous exercises obtained by Li Changqing with his comprehension against the sky.

[Thirteen Swords of Killing] and [Great Zhou Wujing] are both exercises that have existed before, and they were created by predecessors, Li Changqing just follows the cat and paints the tiger, and practices step by step.

However, the [Barbarian Elephant Cultivation Method] was completely comprehended by himself, born from the ancient barbarian elephants, and had surpassed the physical cultivation method in the [Great Zhou Martial Scripture].

Li Changqing immediately began to practice this exercise, tempering his physical body in the dark night and gaining the power of a brute elephant.

His qi and blood surged and vibrated to wash out the impurities inside, and the blood became more dense, flowing in the meridians of his body.

Qi and blood were like essence and wolf smoke, emerging around Li Changqing's body, forming a unique aura.

Between his movements and stillness, his posture is full, calm as a brute elephant, and his running is like thunder.

In the second half of the night, with a bang, the qi and blood around Li Changqing's body began to explode, rolling and boiling, slowly condensing into an ancient barbarian elephant, looking up to the sky and letting out a silent roar, trampling on the void, majestic.

Li Changqing, who was under the brute elephant, stood tall and sweated profusely, but showed a comfortable expression.

He has cultivated the acquired realm to perfection.

A body of strength condensed an ancient barbarian elephant, people in the same realm, Li Changqing could hammer them to death with one punch.

He is invincible in the acquired realm.

Looking at the ancient barbarian elephant he had condensed, Li Changqing showed a happy smile.

And the ancient barbarian elephant with condensed qi and blood also slowly dissipated, and the extremely rich qi and blood were withdrawn into Li Changqing's body.

He walked to the well to draw water, poured it on his body, rinsed off his sweat stains, and exposed his muscles.

In a short period of time, he changed from a weak scholar to a scholar with smooth muscles.

"Next, Innate Realm!" Li Changqing's eyes were bright and full of confidence.

He is very satisfied with the current rhythm of life, he is fishing and practicing in the Hanlin Academy, there is no enemy, and there is a comprehension against the sky, as long as he is given a little time, the innate realm is not a problem at all.

After Li Changqing finished washing, he washed his clothes, cleaned up the yard, and began to meditate.

He didn't wake up until the rooster reported in the morning.

Then prepare to report to the Hanlin Academy.

"It's another day of fishing." After entering the Hanlin Academy, Li Changqing walked slowly, his eyes constantly looking around.

The Hanlin Academy is very large, and there are many literati in it, who are responsible for different things. The revision of history is only a small part, and no one asks about it on weekdays.

In today's Hanlin Academy, except for Li Changqing, everyone else is in a hurry and has serious expressions, and it is obvious that what happened outside still affects these literati.

If you think about it carefully, it is understandable, after all, not everyone can be like Li Changqing, indifferent to fame and fortune, and only want to study history in the Hanlin Academy, and have no sense of belonging to the Great Zhou.

The ideal of the literati is to govern the country, settle the family, and stabilize the world.

It's just this world, it's the world of cultivators.

Li Changqing walked all the way, came to his side hall, fished and worked, ate at some point, meditated and practiced qi in the afternoon, and was ready to pack up and go home in the evening.

An unpretentious day just passed.

Zhou Wei didn't bring him any fresh news today, and Li Changqing was not in a hurry, so he returned to the small courtyard and began to practice hard.

Although he is perceptive, he also believes that hard work can make him more perfect.

Practice martial arts, meditate, swallow the aura of heaven and earth, strengthen the body, and the night will pass as easily.

When the sun came out in the morning, Li Changqing changed his clothes and went out, and unexpectedly found that the imperial capital, which was strictly forbidden, had been relaxed.

Someone was selling breakfast on the street, Li Changqing walked over to buy some, filled his stomach, and asked the boss if he knew what was going on.

The boss said that he didn't know, but he informed them last night that they could come out to do business, and other things were not something that they ordinary people could know.

Li Changqing was thoughtful, he didn't know what was going on, but it didn't matter, after breakfast, he immediately came to the Hanlin Academy and found his only source of information in this world.

Zhou Wei.

"Why is the imperial capital lifted today?" Li Changqing asked straight to the point.

Zhou Wei looked left and right, and then asked in a low voice, "You don't know?" ”

"Didn't you tell me all the news I knew?" Li Changqing said.

Zhou Wei pulled Li Changqing to the side and said, "The ban on the imperial capital has been lifted because the rebellion of the prince of the northern realm has completely ended. ”

"What do you mean?" Li Changqing had a question mark.

"Literally, the prince of the north rebelled, the prince of the north was huge, the prince of the north was victorious, the prince of the north was killed, the army of the north was defeated, and the rebellion was over." Zhou Wei pursed his lips and said boringly.

"The prince of the north is dead?" Li Changqing was surprised.

"Yes, just yesterday, in front of the world, he died." Zhou Wei nodded.

"Although the prince of the northern realm is dead, those armies have not expanded to more than 500,000, and he still has heirs who can succeed to the throne, how can they fall apart in an instant?" Li Changqing asked.

"That's because you don't know how the prince of the north died." Zhou Weidao.

"How did you die?" Li Changqing asked curiously.

"A sword qi flew out from the depths of the imperial capital, spanning thousands of miles, and in front of hundreds of thousands of troops, he directly beheaded the prince of the northern realm, even if there were many masters around him, but no one could resist it, and everyone was watching, and the faces of those masters who were invited by the prince of the northern realm were as black as anything." Zhou Wei said.

"A sword qi flew out from the imperial capital, and in front of countless masters, he beheaded the prince of the northern realm, who did this?" Li Changqing's face changed and he asked in surprise.

"In the entire Great Zhou Empire, there are very few people who can do this, and they flew out of the imperial capital to relieve the siege for His Majesty today, you don't have to guess to think of it." Zhou Wei said.

"It's the Great Zhou Empire's human martial saint!" Li Changqing said in a deep voice.

"Yes, the Martial Saint of the world, thousands of miles away, a sword qi, treating others as nothing, killing a prince!" Zhou Wei shook his head and sighed, this is too powerful, making people feel powerless to resist.

"Why would that Human Martial Saint support His Majesty now?" Li Changqing couldn't figure it out, a martial saint in the world, it was impossible not to see that the current His Majesty was a complete faint monarch, and under his governance, the Great Zhou was getting worse and worse, and there was already a sign of the country's demise, but he continued to support it.

"Who knows, anyway, the prince of the north died, and his sons immediately began to fight for power, some surrendered, some absconded, and some returned to the north with their teams, and rebelled in a huge way, and it ended in a sloppy end. Therefore, the imperial capital lifted the strict ban last night, and everyone can live normally. Zhou Wei regretted that he was still more optimistic about the success of the rebellion of the prince of the northern realm.

But I didn't expect that the prince of the northern realm would not be liked by the martial saint of the world in Da Zhou, and the other party still supported the mediocre majesty.

Li Changqing also sighed in his heart.

His dream of becoming an old minister of the Second Dynasty was shattered.

Your Majesty Da Zhou, how can you not die?