He put down the silk book and looked thoughtfully at the waxing moon in the night sky.

The sky is full of stars, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

This crescent moon seems to be floating in the floating clouds, spreading its cool and radiant light onto the world.

The entire imperial city was bathed in the clear light.

Bright light cannot calm the noise of the world.

The noise in the distance made the small courtyard feel particularly quiet.

He couldn't help but think about what Xiao Ruoling was doing at this moment, was he immersed in practice?

Do you still practice the Taiyin Refining Form now? Do you still need to judge the astrology?

His thoughts continued to wander involuntarily.

The Xuanyin Palace is located, similar to the Great Guangming Peak. It is a holy place for spiritual practice and has more abundant spiritual energy.

There are also records of Xuanyin Palace in the ancient Gouxuanlu.

In ancient times, there was a large sect named Taixuan Palace. Later, Taixuan Palace was divided and almost destroyed due to civil war. The remaining disciples rebuilt it and changed its name to Xuanyin Palace, which has been passed down to this day.

The Xuanyin Palace lineage has a deep foundation, far beyond that of ordinary sects.

The four major sects of the Yujing Dynasty were all derived from ancient sects.

"Auntie." Chu Zhiyuan said in a loud voice.

Youlan was looking through the account books in the west wing room when she heard the words and came out.

Her hair was disheveled, and she was dressed in a loose white dress that made her look dainty and petite, no longer as capable as usual. Her bright eyes and white teeth were several years younger, and she obviously dressed in a mature direction.

Under the cold moonlight, she looked more feminine and feminine: "Your Highness?"

"Does Auntie know divine writing?"

"Divine writings...the writings of the ancient gods?"

"Well, does Auntie recognize it?"

"The ancient divine texts have been lost, and I have never heard of anyone understanding them."

"It's been lost..."

Chu Zhiyuan sighed.

With the demise of the divine race, the loss of the divine texts became inevitable.

Once a language loses its users, it loses its vitality and will inevitably disappear.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "There is no written record?"

"I'll go find out tomorrow."

"...Forget it, I'll ask Uncle Fifteen about it."

Youlan nodded and didn't ask him any more questions about what Shenwen wanted to do. She just said: "Your Highness, it's getting late. It's time to rest."

"Yes." Chu Zhiyuan put down the silk book, stood up and stretched, feeling relaxed: "Auntie, please rest, don't hurt your eyes."

Youlan pursed her lips and agreed with a smile, then returned to the west wing.

Chu Zhiyuan picked up the silk book and entered his bedroom, placed the book on the desk, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to practice the Infinite Light Sutra.

After being exhausted, he fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was as if I had just been in a trance. I didn't feel the passage of time, and one night had already passed.

He opened his eyes, and Xiaozhu and the others took care of him, washed him, had breakfast, and then entered the Great Guangming Peak.

After entering Daguangming Peak, there were still two middle-aged imperial guards waiting for him, guarding him until he came to Qingfeng Cliff.

When Chu Zhiyuan sat on his knees to sit on the warm jade futon, he said faintly: "The two are listening to the instructions of the elder brother?"

The two were stunned.

Chu Zhiyuan laughed: "What are the benefits of your elder brother?"

"His Highness Nine misunderstood!"

"Forget it, it's not difficult for you." Chu Zhiyuan said faintly: "Big brother is really a careless person, ... you just follow the command, what to say."

He spoke, closed his eyes.

The two middle -aged inner court looked at each other, his face was dignified.

They did get the instructions of the great prince, what wind blows and moves, and I will thank you with a lot of money.

If they are ordinary princes, they will perfunctory things, pretend to be deaf and dumb, try not to mix into the disputes of the princes.

But the prince is different.

The power of the great prince is rooted in the palace, because the eldest prince is the sister -in -law of the queen mother.

If they are perfunctory, they are likely to be liquidated afterwards and trouble themselves.

Chu Zhiyuan knew that the two of them were bought by Fang Fang yesterday. They said slowly: "The two can tell my brother my big light boxing?"

The two shook their heads and said: "His Royal Highness, I can't wait to mess up."

The big prince just sent someone to let them report the wind here to the county's palace.

I didn't ask the previous situation.

I didn't ask what extent extent the Da Guangming boxing of the Nine Princes.

I am afraid that no one would think that the nine princes even practiced the big light boxing to such a level.

Although the nine princes will go to the Phoenix dynasty to be a horse in the future, the future is uncertain.

But such martial arts wizards, who can say what will happen?

No need to offend completely.

Chu Zhiyuan closed his eyes and said: "What the elder brother asked, despite the fact, you need to pretend not to see me to show the big light fist."

"Yes." The two nodded.

Chu Zhiyuan opened his eyes and glanced at them lightly: "Lu Chaosheng, Lu Junfeng, I have some adventures when I enter Yujing Dongtian this time."

"... Then I wish His Royal Highness's adventure and further advance." The two looked at each other.

They know that this is the benefit of promise.

"Borrow your good words." Chu Zhiyuan pulled a smile and closed his eyes again.

Intersection

At noon, Chu Honglin appeared again.

He raised a small box in his hand and handed it to Chu Zhiyuan.

Chu Zhiyuan knew that it was a book, which was a record about the Da Fu Demon Seal and Fu Mo Ling Mountain.

Chu Zhiyuan said that he wanted to learn God's thoughts.

Chu Honglin frowned and thought, turned around and left.

He returned for a while, and shook his head helplessly: "God has lost, there is no record."

"Didn't you record a little?" Chu Zhiyuan said.

"Some records, but there is no real deities recorded."

"What are there?" Chu Zhiyuan's spirit was shocked.

"It is said that the divine inscriptions are powerful. The divine inscriptions can drive the power of heaven and earth. This is also one of the sources of the power of the gods."

"What else?"

"The divine writings require sufficient strength to be able to see them clearly and speak them out. Even if the divine writings appear in front of us, we cannot see them clearly or speak them out. In addition, this divine writings are not learned, but passed down.

."

Chu Zhiyuan looked at him puzzled.

Chu Honglin said: "People of the God Clan do not need to learn divine writings. They can learn it from birth. It is inherited from the blood."

Chu Zhiyuan asked: "Are the divine inscriptions in the shape of petals? Layer after layer?"

"Why, the Great Demon-Suppressing Seal involves divine writings?"

Chu Zhiyuan said: "It seems that Fifteenth Uncle, you haven't read these books about Fumo Lingshan...According to records, the disciples of Fumo Lingshan chanted and recited the divine music, and most likely visualized the divine text.

"

"So, you have studied divine literature?"

"It's probably just a divine text."

"Can the records in divine texts help you better understand the Great Demon-Subduing Seal?"

Chu Zhiyuan nodded and then said: "Uncle Fifteen, does our Great Light Fist have special lethality against demons?"
To be continued...