Chapter Eighty-Five: Splitting the Sky

"Caixia, do you think today's world is a little weird?"

Outside the house, Mingyue, who was a little baby fat, secretly looked at Chen Ziang, who was eating silently at the table.

Mingyue, who loves to pretend to be mature, nodded calmly.

"You finally found out that the son of the world doesn't like to talk much today, and he doesn't like to laugh anymore. ”

"Oh yes. ”

Caixia glanced at her companion with admiration.

"Why is that?"

Mingyue's face crossed and said sullenly: "How do I know this? ”

"That's it. ”

Although Caixia has a straight temperament, she can also see that Chen Ziang is not in a good mood.

"Mingyue, you go and call it for me...... Well...... Lee Nursing Hospital. ”

After pondering for a moment, Chen Ziang recalled the name in his mind.

"Yes, son. ”

Mingyue bowed, and disappeared outside the door with the swing of her clothes.

Li Huyuan is a martial artist who is specifically responsible for the courtyard near Chen Ziang, and his cultivation is in the realm of qi refining the day after tomorrow, and he is also responsible for Chen Ziang's cultivation of martial arts.

Soon, Li Shaomo, who had an honest face and was dressed in blue and white clothes, arrived in front of the small courtyard.

"Shizi, Li Huyuan has arrived. ”

After getting Chen Ziang's nod, Li Shaomo walked into the courtyard.

"I don't know what the son of the world is looking for?"

Li Shaomo looked at Chen Ziang's eyes with surprise.

Yesterday, the news of the Xiaocheng of the Sixth Son's Gongfa had spread throughout the palace, and people like him knew better what it meant.

Amazing talent!

Limitless future!

"I want to ask some questions about martial arts. ”

Chen Ziang opened his mouth lightly, and his voice seemed to carry a deep tiredness.

"The son of the world, I know everything. ”

Li Shaomo bowed and saluted.

"Li Huyuan doesn't have to be too formal, sit down and say. ”

Chen Ziang waved his hand, and the two of them slowly came to the small pavilion in the corner of the courtyard.

"Xie Shizi!"

Li Shaomo sat down with a restrained face, this was due to his temperament, not a sudden change in his attitude towards Chen Ziang.

"The nursing institute once said that the upper part of the body refining is for the acquired qi training, and the qi refining is divided into the early stage of the twelve canons, the later stage of the eight veins of the Qi Luck Sutra, and the peak master of qi refining who runs through the second vein of Rendu. ”

Chen Ziang looked down at the swimming fish in the water, and the expression on his face began to soften.

"And what's next?"

"Shizi, the humble position has just opened up one of the strange scriptures, and I don't know much about the realm after that, only some have heard of it. ”

Li Shaomo smiled bitterly.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"The purpose of the acquired qi training is to penetrate the meridians of the human body and return the human body to the origin of the fetus. Then comprehend heaven and earth with the spirit, unite with the flesh, and enter the innate nature! Of course, these words were all heard when he followed the prince in his humble position, but he did not know how to do it. ”

Li Shaomo replied cautiously.

"How powerful are the innate people in the nursing home? How many innate people are there in our house?"

Chen Ziang withdrew his eyes and looked at the other party.

"The innate popularity is in harmony with heaven and earth, and when it is shot, it has the power of heaven and earth, which is beyond the reach of human beings. I have seen innate masters fighting, and at that time, the dark clouds covered the ground, flying sand and stones, and even people at the peak of qi refining could not get close!"

Li Shaomo's eyes were full of longing, but then he said cautiously: "As for the innate masters of the palace, I only know that the prince and the princess are, and as for whether there are others, I don't know." ”

Chen Ziang nodded, although the other party said vaguely, there must be other innate masters in the palace, but I don't know how many others?

"I heard that the family legend of the nursing home is extremely sharp and abnormal, I wonder if you can let me take a look?"

"You have to do it. ”

Li Shaomo nodded, Chen Ziang, who had just refined his body, wanted to see a more intelligent kung fu, so naturally it was not surprising.

"Let's go to the backyard then!"

As the sixth son of the palace, Chen Ziang naturally has his own separate martial arts training ground.

"The lowly sword method is a family heirloom, although it is not as good as the kung fu handed down by the palace, but the lowly job has been practiced since childhood, and it is better to specialize in one method if you change it. ”

In the backyard, Li Shaomo carried a knife in one hand, the knife was five feet long and four inches wide, and the blade was bright, reflecting the dazzling light.

"The so-called splitting the air means that the knife is fast enough to make a sound of breaking the air, just like splitting the air. ”

As he spoke, Li Shaomo moved with one hand, and a shallow scratch had already appeared on a stone platform dedicated to martial arts training five meters in front of him.

"......"

The sound of breaking the air then came to my ears.

Chen Ziang's expression moved, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Li Huyuan didn't use his true qi just now?"

"The son of the world has good eyesight!"

Li Shaomo was shocked by Chen Ziang's eyesight.

"This set of hollow splitting knife techniques is actually using the physical body to move quickly, agitating and condensing the wind to form a knife wind, so you can perform the method of breaking the void without true qi. Of course, it is even more powerful when using True Qi!"

His tone was full of pride, he was able to always insist on cultivating the Void Splitting Knife, and naturally he had its cleverness.

Chen Ziang's brows furrowed, his eyes fell into contemplation, and he raised his head halfway before he said, "Just like this?"

"What?"

Li Shaomo was stunned for a moment, but saw Chen Ziang slamming one hand and slashing down suddenly.

"......"

The sound of breaking the sky sounded, and a strong wind flew straight out three meters away from Chen Ziang's body before slowly dissipating.

"How is this possible......"

Li Shaomo, who was standing on the spot, let go of his hand, and he didn't know that the long knife had landed.

Sending away the confused Li Huyuan, Chen Ziang reflexively went back to his room, and behind him were two little maidservants with adoring eyes.

"Aunt Lan, please help me apply for the right to enter and exit the library, I will use it tomorrow. ”

There are many rare books in the collection of Zhennan Wangfu, and the management is strict, even if Chen Ziang wants to enter, he must apply in advance, and many books cannot be taken out, but can only be copied.

"Yes!"

Aunt Lan's eyes flashed with surprise, no matter who saw the situation just now, she couldn't keep her composure.

'I can learn all the martial arts that are performed with the body, although it is not as good as Song Hengping's body, but once this talent is revealed, the princess can no longer threaten her personal safety. ’

After his life was no longer threatened, Chen Ziang only hoped that he could forget the grief in his heart in the endless martial arts classics of the palace and wait for time to heal the wounds in his heart.

For the next period of time, in addition to visiting the princess every ten years, Chen Ziang buried himself in the library building, and only when Li Huyuan informed him that the medicinal materials were prepared and the body was refined, he walked out of his small courtyard.

Time is really a good medicine, and with a person's willingness to cooperate, something gradually sinks to the bottom of the heart, just waiting for a certain moment to gush out again.

A month later, in the afternoon after the rain, in front of the main gate of the palace.

An old monk dressed in gray monk's robes, stepping on mango shoes, holding a Zen staff, and kind eyes handed over an invitation.

"The poor monk Yueshan Jinguang Temple is Zhengcheng, and he has come to see the princess!"

The old monk's face was wrinkled, but his voice was still loud, and his eyes were bright and wise.

"Master, wait a minute, I'll go in and report!"

The guard guarding the door put his eyes on the other party's clean mango shoes, the rain on the ground was not clean, and the other party's feet did not get a drop of water!