Fu Biqiong looked at Fu Zheng regularly.

Fu Zheng said: "Master——

"Do you think that if we enter the Prince's Mansion, we will have the Prince's Mansion as our backer, and others will no longer dare to bully us?"

Fu Zheng hesitated.

"Silly kid," Fu Biqiong shook his head and said, "You don't think about how many venerables we have now, and now we are the only ones who bully others."

"It's different." Fu Zheng shook her head gently.

Fu Biqiong smiled and said, "What's the difference?"

She is now proud.

The current situation is the ideal situation she has always pursued.

More venerables appeared in the sect, overwhelming other sects, so that no one dared to provoke them and could practice and live freely.

Now this ideal situation has turned into reality.

In this situation, how could she bear to let Fu Zheng go to the dangerous place?

The master and disciple live a peaceful life, which is better than anything else.

As for becoming a spiritual master, it’s enough to not think about it.

I have never heard of any spiritual master in the Demon Sect.

The moment you practice the demon skills, it means that it has nothing to do with the Spirit Lord anymore.

As for the Venerable's realm, once it reaches the nine turns, it will be smoothed slowly. It will be accumulated slowly by time and will be polished year by year.

Anyway, the life span of the Venerable is long enough.

Among the venerables, the main strength is the level of martial arts.

The Bizhu Sect now has the second-grade sword technique, or the advancement of the Bizhu Sword Skill, it will be natural to practice it, but save countless kung fu, and will definitely be able to stand out from all sects.

No matter how you think about it, there is no need to let Fu Zheng go to the danger.

Fu Zheng said softly: "We are the women's sect, and they look down on it first."

"When they know how many venerables we have, it doesn't matter if it's a woman's sect or a man's sect."

"They may not believe it." Fu Zheng said.

Fu Biqiong chuckled: "Then they believe they will fight. After all, they will have to fight. They must have a good reputation."

"Master, our sword technique is not strong enough, and the sword technique of the Phoenix Dynasty is prosperous."

"Xiao Zheng, you are too greedy. The second-grade sword technique is enough. How can the Canyang Sect and Feiyun Sect have first-grade martial arts?"

"But not now, it does not mean there will be no future."

"You're thinking too far."

"Master, if you don't advance, you will retreat. After we have so many venerables, they will definitely try every means to improve their strength or also produce venerables. But venerables do not come out as soon as they want to, or improve their martial arts. I think they will work hard in this regard."

Fu Biqiong frowned and pondered.

At this time, Zhu Yijing slowly opened her eyes and smiled.

"I wish Junior Sister, Honored Master, congratulations."

"Senior sister, I didn't expect that I would have this day too. Is this true?"

Zhu Yijing looked up at the sky, looked around, and then looked down at herself.

I always feel a little unrealistic, afraid that I am in a dream.

After all, this situation only happened in dreams.

"Uncle Zhu, this is right, we all become venerables."

"Is it true?"

Fu Zheng stepped forward and gently pointed Zhu Yijing's back of her hand, and her tender green onion fingertips were filled with sword light.

Zhu Yijing was busy dodging, but she couldn't avoid it, so she could only use her power to resist.

Fu Zheng's sword technique is one level higher than her uncle, and is more agile and quicker.

Zhu Yijing felt the back of her hands hurt and suddenly smiled.

"Mr. Prince Consort, is that Qingxin Jue really that good?"

The two of them walked on the bustling and noisy street, with strings of big red lanterns hanging high in the sky.

Even though the lanterns are densely hung, clustered in clusters, they are still far less bright than the daytime light.

This darkness adds a bit of wonderful taste to the imperial city.

At this time, people feel more sensitive, their mood is more exciting, and their sensibility is overwhelming.

Chu Zhiyuan walked with his hands behind his back, wearing a yellow robe and a jade pendant around his waist, all showing his identity.

Li Yuzhen wore a white robe and a long sword on her waist, walking side by side with him.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "How can someone who can suppress the magic skills be bad?"

He has the Haoyang Demon-Subduing Mirror, so he naturally has no need for this Qingxin Art.

But this Qingxin Art will not be aware of this.

So far, he only knows this one that can control the devil’s thoughts.

It can be seen that the preciousness of this Qingxin Art.

It is a power that acts directly on the soul and is a power of extremely high level.

If you can understand its mystery, it will be of great benefit to the infinite light sutra.

He reached out his hand and took out a jade plaque from his sleeve. It felt like jade, but it was actually bamboo.

There are dense small characters on it, and you can't see clearly without enough eyesight.

Chu Zhiyuan had already swept the text above. Pure text without patterns, which was the Qingxin Art.

It is only two hundred small characters, but it is so powerful that it has to be said to be wonderful.

He put it back in his sleeve with emotion: "The martial arts in the world are really wonderful."

Compared with the martial arts here, Xiaotian Waitian's martial arts are indeed very different from that of the martial arts here, whether in terms of power or mystery.

In the palace of Tianqing, Chu Zhiyuan sat cross-legged on the couch and tried to practice the Qingxin Art.

A clear breath arises naturally, and the brain feels like it is soaked in a clear spring, refreshing and swift, and the thinking becomes light and profound.

At the same time, walking on the streets of the Imperial City, his head was as if soaked in a clear spring.

He smiled naturally.

The soul and soul are connected between the subject and the incarnation. This Qingxin Art can act on the incarnation and the subject at the same time. If either side practices, the other side can benefit.

Chu Zhiyuan, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes.

His clothes were bulging, his eyes became dazzling, and his whole body seemed to be shining.

Before he knew it, he broke through the third floor of the Golden Tower, and his cultivation level was already the fourth level of the Grand Master.

He looked up and looked towards the palace.

The Emperor's Sword hanging above the palace seemed to be less stressful at this time.

The Qingxin Jue is constantly turning, thinking is like lightning, staring at the Emperor's Sword, wanting to see the patterns of the Emperor's Sword clearly.

He suddenly had a bold idea.

Can you cast the Emperor's Sword?

I now have enough prestige and enough believers.

All these have made one's incarnation magical powers enhance one by one.

If you go further, can you cast the Emperor's Sword? This Emperor's Sword does not have to be shown outside, but is only made in your mind.

First of all, we must figure out the internal structure of the Emperor's Sword before we can imitate it.

Unfortunately, there is no sword of the Emperor in Tianwaitian, and there is even no record of the Emperor in the Emperor’s Sword.

This is likely to be a unique product of Xiaotianwaitian.

So I can only start with the Emperor Sword itself. I can’t see the light of the hole now. It may be that the soul power is not strong enough, so I will continue to improve.

"Will Miss Fu agree to the order?"

"Yeah, no problem."

"I think Sect Master Fu won't agree."

"She's just Miss Fu." Chu Zhiyuan said, "This Miss Fu has a very good idea."

"If you really want to take a disciple of the Demon Sect as your guard, the court may be able to-"
To be continued...