Chu Zhiyuan felt his eyes were in a trance.

In a trance, he split into countless people, each of whom practiced a swordsmanship. Some swordsmanships were excellent, and some were mediocre.

Some swordsmanship is amazing, some swordsmanship is beautiful. Some swordsmanship is gentle, and some swordsmanship is ugly. Some swordsmanship is like a mountain, and some swordsmanship is like the sea. Some swordsmanship is like rain, and some swordsmanship is like rain. Like electricity...

Countless sword techniques appeared in his mind at the same time, nearly squeezing him to pieces and exploding. He had a splitting headache and wished he could pass out immediately. He had never endured such intense pain before and couldn't bear it. He wished he could die immediately.

It would be better to die than live like this, let alone live forever.

After a while, these sword skills turned into a ray of light one by one, and were caught by the spiritual light one after another, and then disappeared in his mind. When he woke up leisurely, he found himself sitting on the Arhat's bed, motionless, but his whole body was covered with sweat.

A gust of cold wind blew, making my whole body feel cold.

He was busy trying to do his exercises, but found that his whole body was empty. He was startled.

Could it be that there was some change that caused him to lose all his power and martial arts? He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat again.

Then the Earth Element Technique was used, and a steady stream of power rose from the earth, penetrated into his feet and poured into the Dantian. Gang Qi circulated around the body again, driving away the cold air.

He was slightly shocked.

"Bang!" The sweat on the clothes was blown away instantly, just like a dog shaking its hair. The clothes were instantly clean, as dry as if they had been sun-dried.

Chu Zhiyuan suddenly felt surprised.

When can I do this?

It seems that there has never been such a subtle vibration in the past. The vibration of Gang Qi can only fly away some water vapor, but it cannot be so fine and subtle.

He suddenly felt a sense of ease and ease, as if all the Gang Qi was under his control. He was meticulous and could control even the most subtle things with ease. Under this wonderful and peaceful feeling, he found that the Grand Master was staring at him curiously. look.

Chu Zhiyuan clasped his fists and smiled: "I've met senior."

The old man with white beard and eyebrows hanging down from his shoulders stroked his silver beard and asked with a smile: "Fourth Prince, have you mastered the swordsmanship?" His voice was hoarse, but it was clear, and one could tell that he had a cheerful temperament.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Yes."

"Can you practice it for me to show you?" the old man said with a smile.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "Senior, please forgive me, this junior is going to study the swordsmanship by himself, and I don't want others to see it." If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid he wouldn't even mention this request.

This is a taboo thing.

But this grand master just mentioned it and ignored this taboo. This is what the grand master does, acting as he pleases without being restricted.

He is thick-skinned and big-hearted, and pays little attention to what others think and doesn't care.

"The old man is always fair and can exchange things." The old man said disappointedly: "I wonder what treasure or elixir the prince wants?" Chu Zhiyuan asked: "Senior, do you have Longzhi Xiang?"

"Dragon fat incense..." The old man thought for a moment and said, "I've never heard of it. It must be something from a dragon. It should be from the imperial court of the fifth rank or above, right?" "You can exchange it for the fifth rank."

"How many?" "At least a hundred."

"Hey, Fourth Prince, you are really greedy. Do you know who I am?" "It must be Senior Gu Qingshan."

"You know who this old man is, and yet you dare to open your mouth like this!" Gu Qingshan laughed and said, "How courageous you are!"

"Senior Gu, I am the heir, what kind of courage does this require?" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Junior just thinks that the set of swordsmanship I have obtained is worth so much." "Ten pieces!"

"Senior, you are the great master!" Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "And you are the elder of Baiyun Sword Palace!" "Twenty pieces!"

"Is the Grand Master's face only worth twenty coins?"

"Isn't the Grand Master's face worth eighty coins? I'll give you twenty coins, and the remaining eighty coins will be the face of me, the Grand Master!"

"Senior Gu, one hundred is the minimum!"

"Your Majesty, one hundred coins equals one hundred fifth-grade skills. Don't you think this is outrageous?"

"Senior Gu, forget it. I really don't want to leak this swordsmanship to others. It's a matter of life and death." "Actually, you don't want to teach this swordsmanship, so that's why you opened your mouth, right?"

"It's not that the lion opened his mouth, it's that my sword technique is worth a hundred fifth-grade skills!... If your sect can obtain this sword technique, not to mention a hundred fifth-grade techniques, he can also obtain it with a thousand fifth-grade techniques.

!" "Hey, Your Majesty, you really dare to say that!"

"Senior, forget it if you don't care. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. There is no need to force it!" "Thirty pieces!"

"Fifty pieces, that's the minimum, and senior owes me a favor, otherwise forget it!" "Then I'll have to look at it and decide whether it's worth fifty pieces."

"no problem!"

Chu Zhiyuan floated off the bed, pulled out the Qingying Sword, and immediately looked solemn. A clear light suddenly lit up, and then enveloped him. Only the clear light was visible, but the sword body was not visible.

After a while, the clear light suddenly stopped, and the Qingying sword was returned to its sheath.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at Gu Qingshan: "Senior, how about it? Is it worth a favor and fifty pieces of dragon's fat incense?" "This swordsmanship..." Gu Qingshan stroked his beard and pondered.

Chu Zhiyuan is not worried that he will not admit his fault.

This sword technique is one of countless sword techniques. It is three points stronger than the Snow Mountain Sword Technique and two points more powerful than the Great Avalanche Sword Technique. This is already the top sword technique in the world.

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him with a smile, watching him slowly walk down the steps of the palace, came to him, and then stretched out his hand, the Qingying sword came out of the scabbard and flew into his hand. The light of the sword turned into clear light and suddenly enveloped him.

Got him.

Chu Zhiyuan watched intently and nodded repeatedly.

The same sword technique, used in his hand, is twice as powerful.

"Qiang!" Qingying sword turned into a ray of light and shot into the scabbard on Chu Zhiyuan's waist. It was accurate, but it made him freeze with fear.

If the shot misses a little, it will hit your waist, kidneys or lower abdomen. This move is too dangerous.

At the same time, I understood that this was Gu Qingshan's little revenge.

"Excellent swordsmanship!" Gu Qingshan stroked his beard and exclaimed: "As expected of the fourth prince, his understanding is extraordinary and his swordsmanship is amazing!"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Thirteenth uncle originally exchanged a great favor for this opportunity, but in the end he made wedding clothes for your lord. I wonder if thirteenth uncle will talk to you, Senior Gu, to reason with you if he finds out."

"Haha..." Gu Qingshan laughed and said, "The Thirteenth Master is not your fourth son."

Chu Zhiyuan said: "I'm waiting for fifty pieces of dragon fat incense. I'll leave the favor for now, and don't deny it in the future, senior!" "Haha, don't worry, I, Gu Qingshan, still keep my word!"

"Then, junior, continue to meditate."

"In my opinion, let's forget it." Gu Qingshan hurriedly stopped him.

The movement just now was too loud and scary. He was afraid that if Chu Zhiyuan continued to comprehend, it would really cause some big trouble.

If there are three long and two short parts of the sword stele, any changes will have a huge impact on Baiyun Sword Palace, and he, the elder guarding the sword stele, cannot escape the blame. "Isn't it just one day?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

Gu Qingshan said: "Now that you have gained something, it is enough. This set of swordsmanship is not enough? Fourth Prince, you can't be too greedy!" "Oh..., in that case, let's give Senior Gu a face."

"..I still need to thank you, old man?" "Just give me the dragon's fat incense as soon as possible."

"Don't worry, I'll miss you!" Gu Qingshan hummed: "Huang Yatou, Huang Yatou, come up!" Huang Shirong appeared flutteringly, cupping her fists and smiling: "Master."
Chapter completed!