At that time, he once suspected that this was not his seed, because his talent was so outrageous.

If he hadn't used some means later to discover that it was indeed his child, he might have strangled the baby in the cradle.

"Well, you go down." Jing Bing waved his hand and said.

"I excuse myself." The guard saluted and then disappeared into the study.

Jing Bing put down the memorial in his hand and looked into the distance. He didn't know whether this move was good or bad.

I just hope that my son can tie her up!

Once he succeeds, given how much the old guy from the Qiyun Sect values ​​his apprentice, even if he doesn't help him in the future, he probably won't cause any trouble for him.

When Jing Bing thought of this, he couldn't help but rub the side of his head.

"Oh, what an immortal there is in this world!"

....

Lin Qian'an's practice went very smoothly.

With his excellent foundation and understanding, he has already grasped the essence of the technique with just a little practice, and his proficiency has reached a perfect level, and he has even begun to fine-tune it to make it more suitable for him.

In just half a month, Lin Qian'an had reached the middle stage of Mortal Shell Realm.

This is because Zhu Yingxue is a bit reluctant to let go and does not dare to let Lin Qianan practice excessively.

Her thinking is still bound by common sense, believing that no matter how talented a person is, they are still human and should not be too eager for success.

But in fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that Lin Qian'an's current body is a sacred body.

At least until he reaches level 4, he will never have a bottleneck. If he has sufficient resources, it will not be a problem to push his cultivation to the peak of level 3 within a day.

But Lin Qian'an didn't want to show off too much, so she didn't do that.

This morning, Zhu Yingxue tested Lin Qianan's cultivation.

"Your Highness Jing Yan, attack me with all your strength!" Zhu Yingxue said to Lin Qian'an.

Hearing this, Lin Qian'an bowed slightly and replied: "I understand."

After saying that, Lin Qian'an put up a boxing stance, and the energy and blood in his body surged like a river, and then suddenly launched an attack on Zhu Yingxue.

After punching out, wind pressure followed, and a white crane could be faintly seen appearing on Lin Qian'an's body.

"Fist intention?"

Zhu Yingxue was slightly frightened, but immediately waved her long sleeves and used an exquisite force-transforming technique to easily neutralize Lin Qian'an's unparalleled punch.

Lin Qian'an flew out, landed lightly, and then suddenly jumped out.

Roar~!

A tiger's shadow appeared, Zhu Yingxue turned sideways and lightly pushed Lin Qian'an.

Bang bang bang bang bang~!

The two sides exchanged dozens of moves in an instant. Although Lin Qian'an was attacking most of them and Zhu Yingxue was defending, Zhu Yingxue was getting more and more frightened.

Because almost every boxing move used by Lin Qianan has a corresponding artistic conception.

For an ordinary genius, being able to understand one artistic conception is extremely powerful, but Lin Qian'an can understand the artistic conception of every boxing technique, which is a bit incredible.

And don’t forget that his age at this time is only three years old!!

At three years old, ordinary children may not be able to speak clearly yet!!

"That's enough!" Zhu Yingxue raised her hand to stop Lin Qian'an's movements, and said: "Your Highness Jing Yan, you are born with strong vitality and unparalleled power, coupled with outstanding talent, although you are only in the middle stage of the Mortal Shell Realm, even if you are reborn,

Even the masters at this level may not be able to hold you down."

"I wish you a good teaching, Master." Lin Qian'an said humbly.

"I know very well how effective my teachings are. You don't have to flatter me. It's all your own extraordinary talent that has led to your current achievements." When Zhu Yingxue said this, she paused slightly and said: "But

I still want to remind His Highness Jing Yan that even though your talent is unparalleled and you are proficient in everything, if you focus all your energy on one thing, you will definitely be able to achieve extraordinary results."

Lin Qian'an heard the hidden meaning of Zhu Yingxue's words.

She was reminding herself that after comprehending so many fist skills, it was better to specialize in one boxing technique and practice it to its peak.

But after Lin Qian'an heard this, she didn't know how to answer.

These boxing moves were all jotted down after casually browsing them in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion. He didn't pay much attention to them at all. And does something like boxing intention need special understanding?

Isn’t that something just a matter of practice?

Of course, with this thought in mind, Lin Qian'an nodded and said, "Master Zhu said yes, I will definitely keep it in my heart."

"As long as you understand, I will return to the sect tomorrow to do some work and I will no longer be able to assist you in your practice. You can practice more of the swordsmanship I teach you during this time," Zhu Yingxue said.

"Master Zhu, how long will you be leaving for?" Lin Qian'an asked.

"As short as three to five days, as long as a month." Zhu Yingxue replied.

"I understand." Lin Qian'an nodded.

"Then, let's start today's morning class!"

Zhu Yingxue stretched out her hand, took out a cauldron, and used magic to infuse a true flame into it.

Lin Qian'an also naturally took off his clothes, sat naked in it, and began to practice.

With the operation of the technique, Lin Qian'an's body gradually absorbed the energy and used it to strengthen his body and soul.

In fact, according to the way ordinary people practice, ordinary ordinary fire is enough.

That is to say, Lin Qian'an has a special physique, so Zhu Yingxue dares to bake it with true heat like making an elixir.

Early the next morning, Zhu Yingxue left with her sword and returned to her sect.

When Lin Qian'an saw Zhu Yingxue leaving, she probably understood the purpose of her visit.

Zhu Yingxue should be planning to obtain the skills for him.

When he returns, I'm afraid he will be able to obtain the core skills from the Qiyun Sect, the largest sect in the world.

Speaking of which, in fact, it is not that the Yu Dynasty did not have its own practice method. In fact, the practice method of the Dayu Dynasty was even superior to some extent.

However, the method of the Dayu Dynasty is somewhat special, and it requires the help of dynasty luck to practice.

Under normal circumstances, only those who are selected as princes are eligible to practice.

As for the other princes, they are not qualified to practice.

Practicing second-class skills is really a waste of Lin Qian'an's talent, so Jing Bing paid a high price to have Zhu Yingxue come over to enlighten Lin Qian'an.

It was just so that after Zhu Yingxue saw Lin Qianan's talent, he would take the initiative to accept him as his disciple and teach him the true method.

Now it seems that Jing Bing's plan should have been successful.

The day after Zhu Yingxue left, Lin Qianan came to the Villa to practice as usual.

Without Zhu Yingxue's help, the most he can do is make a bunch of ordinary fire to practice the "Three Yang Fire Refining Technique" and find some ordinary ice to practice the "Six Yin Cold Refining Technique". As for the "Nine-Five Thunder Refining Technique", in this

In a world without electricity, nothing can be done.

But his body didn't react at all to ordinary fire and ordinary ice. There were great monks in the palace who had mastered the corresponding techniques, but they didn't dare to control fire to burn him or use ice to freeze him. After all, it was a delicate job.

, without a certain degree of control, there are really not many people who can do it well.

Of course, if he really wants to find someone for help, it's not like he can't find it, it's just more troublesome.

But Lin Qian'an doesn't think it's necessary, he can do this himself.

As soon as he thought, the essence in his body suddenly gathered at his fingertips, and turned into ink with his thoughts.

This is the trait [drawing objects] he acquired in his sixth reincarnation, which was transformed from the sixth-level conceptual ability.

You can use up your body's energy to draw what you imagine and turn it into reality.

Of course, this is not without limitations.

First of all, your own energy is limited, and what you can draw is closely related to your cultivation level.

Then, the things you draw should not be too deviant from the rules of the world. Although you can draw things that you imagine arbitrarily, but if they do not conform to the rules of the world, the energy consumed will be extremely large.

So he must try his best to draw items recognized by the rules of this world.

It would be best if he had seen the treasures of heaven, materials and earth.

These are in line with the rules of the world, will not cause conflicts, and are relatively inexpensive to draw.

At this time, as Lin Qian'an's fingertips shook, a ball of true flame appeared.

This group of Zhenyan is more manic than the Zhenyan controlled by Zhu Yingxue, but it is all done deliberately by Lin Qianan.

In addition to Zhenyan, Lin Qianan also drew some thousand-year-old mysterious ice.

At the same time, he also drew a small dark cloud on the top of his head that was constantly releasing thunder.

The left and right are extremely cold and extremely hot respectively, and the top of the head is struck by lightning. This kind of cultivation method may be unthinkable for ordinary Fanke monks, but for Lin Qian'an, it is just a trivial matter.

He already understood that the entry-level cultivation methods in this world were nothing more than using external objects to refine the body. He had been exposed to many of the same cultivation methods in the previous nine lifetimes of cultivation, and even practiced many of them himself.
To be continued...