Although there is no obvious spirituality, it will change independently and develop on its own, which is not a kind of spirituality.

The Cloud Tower in the night is like other restaurants, with bright lights and guests.

On the circular platform in the central patio, a group of women were playing music, and the sound of silk and bamboo lingered into every part of the building.

The quiet and soft sound of silk and bamboo penetrates into everyone's heart.

Come and go, the waitress in colorful clothes adds a bit of charming atmosphere to the restaurant under the bright and soft lights, making people feel more intoxicated and full of luxury.

It's not time for the real exciting performance to begin yet.

The drinkers gathered together in groups of three or three to chat, and it was so lively.

Some talk about business, some increase friendship, some express their feelings, and some talk freely.

"Did you hear the Qingxin Art?"

"How could I not hear it?"

"This is the first time I have seen such a thing. The court actually promoted a martial art and called on everyone to practice."

"Can you practice?"

"Hehe, I've practiced it, it's really clear and calm, and the effect is good."

"Old Wang, are you really practicing?" Someone next to him shook his head and said, "It's so stupid."

The old Wang looked honest and honest, in his forties, with a slightly red face. He looked at the others in confusion: "No one has practiced?"

"Who knows what the court is going to do, how could he be so kind?"

"The court said that this trick can suppress demonic thoughts, which is a must-practice for those who practice demonic skills."

"Hey, whoever believes this is stupid!"

Lao Wang is a honest middle-aged man. Seeing their ridiculed appearance, he couldn't help but scratch his head: "This Zhaolie Qingxin Art is quite useful. It is said that it was obtained by His Highness the Ninth Prince. It is passed down to the world and wants to benefit the people of the world."

"Ha ha-."

The three of them at the same table laughed so hard that they leaned back and forth.

This made Lao Wang a little angry and said angrily: "What's ridiculous about this? If it were another prince, I still have doubts. I still believe the ninth prince!"

"Old Wang, if it were you, would you use this Qingxin Art to spread it to all the people of the world?"

"I-

"No way?"

"If there are certain benefits, it should be fine."

Lao Wang hesitated for a moment and finally said.

Everyone shook their heads as they heard this.

He is worthy of being a honest man. Even if he is not powerful in his heart, he will never pass it on to others.

If you can be calm and calm, who cares if others can do it? It’s best not to be able to do it, but you can only do it.

This is the normal idea.

As a prince, he should be more selfish, how could he pass on his powerful mental skills to outsiders?

Lao Wang hurriedly said, "The Ninth Prince is still credible."

"The ninth prince's reputation is indeed not very good, but he always says that he has a bad temper and is good at scolding and beating people, and has a very powerful ability."

"It's extremely awesome."

Everyone nodded.

The two princes who severely damaged the Yuanzhen Dynasty established a solid impression in the minds of the people of the imperial city.

The two princes who dared to come to the Yujing Dynasty must have been extremely capable and confident.

As a result, the ninth prince was so badly dealt with, which shows how powerful the ninth prince is.

Lao Wang said, "I don't believe in the court either, but I believe that the ninth prince will not harm me."

"Is there nothing wrong with practicing?"

"I'm more energetic, I've been practicing for a longer time, and there's nothing else. Oh, and, it's just that I'm not easy to get angry, and my temper has improved."

"Hey, the Ninth Prince probably practiced this too, why didn't his temper improve?"

"It is said that the ninth prince's temper has also improved a lot."

"So, it really works? Then practice it for my wife."

"Hehe, Lao Hu's wife's temper is absolutely impossible for Qingxin Jue."

Everyone laughed.

A fat, dark-faced middle-aged man glared at them angrily: "Look at your gloating look I."

Everyone laughed even more happily.

"If your brother-in-law was not a fifth-rank official, your wife would have a better temper!"

"What does it have to do with my brother-in-law!"

"Old Hu, your brother-in-law is an official. Is there no internal news?"

"He said that this is the gift that the Ninth Prince left to us in the Yujing Dynasty when he went to the Phoenix Dynasty. It should be practiced, and there is no harm."

"so--"

Everyone hesitated.

They did not believe in the court, but they believed and longed for the privileges of officials.

"Then try it?"
Chapter completed!