The princess's mansion has a summer retreat in the mountain, built by Queen Li in the past, located on the top of the mountain, the air is fresh, and it is most suitable for retreat and cultivation.

The wind is slightly cool, the sun shines on the courtyard, and the clouds are steaming in the distance.

Gu Ping'an closed his eyes and was full of energy, ready to impact the King Kong Realm.

The so-called King Kong is not bad, polishing the whole body, forging the body, the body is like a water tank, the stronger and more spacious, when the innate finger is mysterious, in order to bear the vast vitality.

"This palace wants to see your limit, the last time the spring thunder began to roar, I didn't see a different scene, this palace always regrets it."

Jiang Jinshuang stood quietly, she was wearing a purple dress today, the green silk was pulled up, revealing her delicate collarbones, and her snow-white skin under the sun seemed to be transparent.

"Yes, yes." Siqin's eyes were full of anticipation.

The ancient concubine and a few old eunuchs were as ordinary, but their whole bodies were as tense as a full bowstring, exposing their inner tension.

His Royal Highness has mentioned it a few times, and the seven spring thunders are just the tip of the iceberg.

They believed that Gu Gongzi was hiding his clumsiness.

But His Highness then hinted that his true talent should be above fifty rings.

It's appalling, subversive!

Anyone would feel absurd.

As we all know, with the experience of entering the body for the first time, and the second time you are familiar with it, the world's extremely talented martial artists, Xia Cicada will have ten more sounds than the spring thunder.

For example, Your Highness, the spring thunder began to sound seventeen, and the summer cicada sounded thirty.

What does that mean?

In His Royal Highness's heart, Gu Gongzi's talent can reach above the sixty sounds of Xia Cicada's heavenly sounds!

According to the history of Qing, the cicada with the most times is Daqian Taizu, with 59 sounds.

The most outstanding clansmen of the Xuanyuan clan and the Shantai clan stopped at fifty-five rings and failed to create history.

Followed by the first owner of Peach Blossom Island in the East China Sea, Taizong of the Jiang family, all of whom were fifty-three rings.

The last time there was a warrior with more than 50 rings, it had to be 170 years ago!

His Royal Highness's words are pure fantasy!

As if guessing what they were thinking, Jiang Jinshuang turned his head and glanced at it, and said lazily:

"Do you want to bet?"

"Your Highness, what are you betting on?" The old woman asked with a smile.

"That scorched tree."

"Good!" The ancient woman did not hesitate.

Thunder and lightning are the most masculine and rigid things in the world, and the half of the scorched wood was struck by lightning, and the qi of yang remains to this day.

If Gu Gongzi can really cultivate the Jiuyang Yao Sun Divine Skill, His Royal Highness will not say it, she will also take the initiative to give it.

In fact, what makes her most gratifying is that His Royal Highness, who was once cold and withdrawn, is now much more cheerful.

"Your Highness, how loud do you think?" Si Qin asked quietly.

"Sixty." was two short words, but Jiang Jinshuang said it firmly.

"Really?" Siqin was skeptical.

Jiang Jinshuang was too lazy to speak, only when his talent reached a certain level would he know Gu Ping'an's horror.

"It's time to break through!" Si Qin was suddenly excited.

Jiang Jinshuang's eyes froze, staring at the figure in the courtyard.

Gu Ping'an remained motionless.

The qi and blood in the body swept and raged like a storm, the root meridians expanded, and the entire spine trembled from the bottom to the top, and the skeletal muscles made a clicking sound.

"Heaven and Earth Vitality."

The ancient woman raised her head and noticed the purest purifier that had been vented.

Not surprisingly, she always believed that Gu Gongzi could be a natural cicada, the key was a few sounds, and every time she said more, it would fit the avenue more and more.

The vitality of heaven and earth flows down along the heavenly spirit cover, like a drop of clear spring flowing to the body's acupoints.

"Bang!"

In early summer, the cicadas chirp.

A cicada chirp erupted under the fierce collision in the body, echoing endlessly in the mountains.

Boom Boom –

One after another, one after another.

Gu Ping'an's body and mind were emptied, and with the help of the blood-stained Spring and Autumn Period and thousands of miles of deduction and creation, the tiny reverse vortex of each Yangguan acupoint slowly moved.

Breakthroughs are not important, whether or not they can intercept the vitality of heaven and earth is related to the success or failure of the exercises!

"Eighteen, nineteen!"

Si Qin meditated, and she suddenly felt how pleasant the disturbing cicada song was.

Several old eunuchs had ruddy faces, their bodies were comfortable, and there were nineteen sounds of heaven, the so-called supreme heavenly pride, can you see Gu Ping'an's back?

Gradually, they looked fanatical.

The cicadas continue to chirp!

"Thirty-one ...... Your Highness, I have surpassed you. The pianist danced so excitedly that his hairpin fell off.

Jiang Jinshuang stared at her coldly:

"No need to stress!!"

The cicadas chirped, Gu Ping'an endured intense suffering, his limbs were as if they had been pierced by needles and threads, his body was so painful that he was unconscious, and his consciousness was confused.

He never allowed himself to faint.

It fell short, and it was enough to experience this cruelty once.

The vitality penetrates into the narrow holes of the spider web like mercury, and the inverted vortex is like a circular funnel, allowing the vitality to penetrate.

Envelope!

Gu Ping'an drove the Yangguan acupoint on his waist, and the reverse vortex slowly tightened, and it was tightly closed in an instant.

A drop of vitality is like a raindrop, lying quietly inside.

Intercepted!

He had already memorized the "Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi Refining Chapter" backwards in the library building, and understood the simple way of refining.

Repeating this, the rest of the Yangguan acupoints also stored a drop of heaven and earth vitality one after another.

And the eyes of the ancient concubine and the others were empty, and their expressions had long been numb.

Yes, numbness.

When the shock reaches a certain level, it will be like a marionette and will not be able to react at all.

"Six, ten, seven, ring."

The old eunuch's lips trembled, and hot tears rolled through the corners of his eyes.

In this life, people can experience a miracle that shakes the past and the present, and that kind of impact will make the emotions out of control.

"Seventy-two...... the old woman's blood boiled, and her wrinkled face continued to twitch.

Unprecedented talent, Emperor Taizu, the first person in the history of Xia Chan, has been trampled under his feet......

"Seventy-six, seventy-seven...... Eighty-three. Siqin spun around, and his feet were so weak that he almost couldn't stand on his feet.

The strange scene of the world's madness, in front of the child, was so relaxed that it seemed to be going home from the library, just walking eighty-three steps.

Heaven and earth are quiet, only the chirping of cicadas.

Several old eunuchs had complicated expressions, and in addition to extreme excitement, they even had regrets.

What is the pity?

Although Xishu and Daqian are endless, they are also from the Central Plains and are a member of the Cangsheng Lishu.

The biggest dream of a cultivator in the Central Plains is the grassland in Beizhen and 100,000 mountains in the south.

If Gu Gongzi is still in Daqian, has the power and resources to dispatch the world, has the most stable cultivation environment, and has his talent for literary and martial arts, he has a good chance to become the one who can save the sky and open peace for the Central Plains.

Sooner or later, Ji Fuyao will know that she is likely to miss the opportunity to become the Emperor of the Ages!

But Gu Gongzi is in Xishu, this road is too difficult and too difficult, His Majesty only gave one year, and there is little hope of competing for the prince, and the world's heroes are like Your Majesty, and Zhang Taiyue, an unborn capable minister, they will be difficult to break through the siege of Daqian and 100,000 mountains in their lives.

Sorry for the Central Plains!

The look of regret on their faces quietly faded, and their eyes slowly became firm.

Even if there is no Her Royal Highness the Princess, they can fight side by side with Gu Gongzi, and they will be generous.

What's more, he is the helmsman of the ship of the princess's mansion, and from now on, the prince has an order, and he will fight to the death!

With him, in the abyss of a desperate situation, he may have a chance to fight!!

The cicadas chirped to an end.

Stop at one hundred and eight rings.

It's not even the limit, because when you break through to the Vajra Realm, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi has already dissipated.

Gu Ping'an slowly closed his eyes, his body was steaming, and his physical strength was incomparably strong.

He first looked at Princess Changning and smiled lightly:

"Your Highness, your body is like a sea of rivers, and you still have to understand how it flows."

He raised his palm, and a faint wisp of qi appeared.

The Yuan Qi in the Yangguan Cave was refined into a qi machine.

Si Qin was already holding on to the stump to barely stand firmly, rubbing his eyebrows and still dizzy.

The acquired realm, with true qi, although it is almost nothing.

But he's an acquired realm!!

"Are you showing off to Hongu?" Jiang Jinshuang's beautiful face has no mood swings.

Gu Ping'an smiled but did not speak.

Success always wants to share the joy with those close to you.

Not only is the realm broken, but there is also a drop of qi in the hole, and tomorrow when the sun rises, you can start to practice the Jiuyang Yao Sun Divine Skill.

"Boom."

Jiang Jinshuang turned around and walked back to the courtyard, a bright smile on his cheeks as he turned his back to him.

Gao Yu was the first to come back to his senses, glanced at Siqin, and his voice was extremely hoarse:

"When I was in Shushan, someone seemed to swear that I would protect Gu Gongzi, you are a King Kong Realm six-fold, and now I'm afraid you can't beat others."

After the vocal cords were damaged, it was unprecedented to say so much.

Si Qin pursed his lips to hide the embarrassment in his eyes.

Although she also cultivates superior exercises, even inside the princess's mansion, she doesn't know how far her son's combat power has reached.

"Hmph......" Si Qin snorted again, and suddenly thought of the October Osmanthus Banquet in his heart.

She was very entangled, not only afraid that Gongzi would suffer all kinds of humiliation from the family, but also very much hoped that Gongzi would show his talent, she wanted to see the horror and madness of the world.

……

At the beginning of the morning, the sun is shining.

The morning sun rises, and a man sits cross-legged on a boulder at the top of the mountain.

With the palm facing the sky, the mind contemplates the great sun, and takes a deep breath thirty-six times, so repeatedly, when the Yangguan acupoint on the waist surges, the whole body is like a strong flame.

Although he has a complete formula, Gu Ping'an will not follow the path of his predecessors, but deduces it again and again with his own unique insights.

The only difficulty is that there is very little vitality in the acupuncture.

He has been immersed in pen, ink, paper and inkstone for more than ten years, and he realized the solution without thinking.

A drop of ink is dropped into the water.

The water will stain black.

If there is a sixfold or more Xuanxuan, how can he take a shortcut, after all, the blackened water is no more than a bottle of thick ink, but in order to improve his strength as soon as possible, he must practice this technique comparable to the inheritance of the Holy Land!

Jiang Jinshuang stood ten steps away, looking up at the orange-red in front of her, and she felt inexplicably down-to-earth in her heart, maybe it was the morning glow in the sky, maybe it was the person under the morning glow.

"Give." She walked over, threw out half of the scorched wood, and said slowly:

"Grandma Gu went to Beihai with my mother, my mother took the blood halberd, she took this scorched wood, the sky thunder split, now it has been thirteen years, and there is still a majestic Yang Qi in it."

"Okay." Gu Ping'an was not polite.

He put the scorched wood on his lap, and the reverse vortex of the waist yang guan activated, and the swarthy swarthy scorched wood slowly cracked a gap, and the mighty Zhiyang Gang Qi sank into the hole like an invisible silk thread.

The scorched wood was split into two again, Gu Ping'an's body was scorching, the violent power and the qi were in a state of confrontation at a stone's throw away, and a blood mist appeared above his head, he immediately closed his eyes and began to practice the Jiuyang Yao Sun Gong Method.

It's just half a burnt incense time, and the scorched wood is reduced to powder, which is no different from ordinary branches.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't bother, walked lightly to the boulder a few feet away, and began to enter the state of submersion.

It's twilight.

One person faces the setting sun, and there is occasional red light on his body; One person danced in green silk, and his qi was cold and cold.

The two didn't talk for a day, but they didn't feel lonely.

……

Ten days of meditation and practice, on a sunny afternoon.

Jiang Jinshuang has already moved to the lush tree, all women in the world love beauty, and she is not exempt from vulgarity, it is difficult to accept exposure to the sun.

Abrupt.

Rumble!

Gu Ping'an's scorching qi accumulated in all the acupoints of his body collapsed like thunder.

"How?" Jiang Jinshuang got up and stared at him.

Gu Ping'an suddenly took off his robe.

Jiang Jinshuang's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, her face gradually dyed red, and she subconsciously turned her face away, and her hands had nowhere to put it.

Seeing that she never spoke, Gu Ping'an was confused:

"Your Highness, you didn't find anything?"

"You are the peak of the Yang Qi and must be ......" The noble and beautiful woman's voice was rarely nervous.

"I'll show you my back!" Gu Ping'an accentuated his tone.

Jiang Jinshuang looked away, her mind calmed down, and she was surprised by the scene in front of her.

Gu Ping'an slowly drove his qi and blood, and vaguely saw a brilliant sun on the skin of his back.

Even from a distance, you can still feel the indescribable but breathtaking power.

The blood died down, and the great sun dissipated again.

Calm down...... Jiang Jinshuang looked like nothing, but said casually:

"Yes, my mother said that only when you cultivate to the realm of integration can you have this situation."

Gu Ping'an put on his robe again, and his voice was slightly relaxed, "When you reach the Finger Xuan Realm, the Qi Qi Da Ri can hang above your head and directly incinerate the opponent." ”

"Oh." Jiang Jinshuang was expressionless, maintaining a calm posture, and it took a long time to completely calm down.

She bent down to pick up the pill box under the tree, which contained a transparent plaster.

"Your neck, your face is tanned, this palace will wipe it for you."

"There's no need." Gu Ping'an didn't care much.

Jiang Jinshuang stared straight at him.

Gu Ping'an had no choice but to walk over.

"Don't move." Jiang Jinshuang dipped some of her fingertips and carefully smeared them on his face.

Gu Ping'an felt the cold skin, the fragrance lingered on both sides of his nose, he glanced at the delicate face that was close at hand, and looked away again.

Jiang Jinshuang didn't say a word.

Both were silent, tacitly acquiescing.

This road is too difficult to walk, this sword hangs over the head for a year, and there are dense enemies in all directions, if you want to regain your ideals and dignity, the light boat has to cross thousands of thorns, and you can only temporarily store the excess emotions in the depths of your heart.

If there is really a moment when the bitterness comes, the mountains, moons, stars and rivers will be congratulatory gifts.

"Okay, it'll be back in a few days." The ginger frost does not change color.

The two walked side by side and returned to the courtyard.

In the evening, the group descended the mountain.

After more than ten days of such comfort and quiet, I am afraid that there will be no more in the future, and the fog on the road ahead obscures the arrows, and we have to move forward calmly.